Today I’m feeling equal parts crazed and contemplative.
On one hand, this is Christmas week. Between Wednesday and Sunday we have five different Christmas parties in three different cities. Two are on the same day. We’ll spend our time this week in the car, missing nap time, eating too much sugar, and making small talk with relatives. It will be busy, messy, exhausting, and beautiful.
On the other hand, 2014 is quickly drawing to a close. It’s been a whirlwind of a year. From Anders’ birth to building yet another new barn, we’ve rarely had moments to settle, to be still. We made it through the early days of parenthood and now I have a beautiful, happy son who is somehow crawling, waving, and cutting teeth. Quite a difference from where we were just eight shorts months ago.
The swift passage of time is startling. I started 2014 with a growing belly, an unfinished nursery, and raging donut cravings.
I end it with a healthy baby, a house full of toys, and… raging donut cravings. (Um, hello? I though those were supposed to go away?)
Life has changed irrevocably, but we are so blessed it hurts my heart.
So, in spite of the busyness, the driving, the sugar, I choose joy. I choose to wrap myself in the promise of Christ’s birth and savor the ordinary moments that form this beautiful life.
I wish the same to you, dear friends. Find the calm, bright moments this week and don’t let them go.
Merry Christmas, from our barn to yours!
xoxo, Dairy Man, MFW, Anders, and Jersey