A few days ago, I wrote about some truly magical Christmas memories from my childhood. In that post I shared that, to me, Christmas means family. In fact, every childhood memory that I hold in my heart centers around family, because in my upbringing, family was immensely important and fiercely cherished.
I enjoyed many truly wonderful Christmases as a child. When I thought about this question, before any specific memories came to mind, I first remembered a feeling. A feeling of warmth, and comfort, and magic. A feeling of fun and anticipation. And a feeling of belonging—because to me, Christmas means family.
The truth is that I have been struggling with a lot of ingratitude lately. Obviously my life has changed significantly over the past few months, and I seem to be having a hard time adjusting to being pregnant. This has naturally created a challenging inward struggle… of course it is such a gift and a … Continue reading Nostalgia, Gratitude, and an Open Apology…
