Just being honest.
I am not having any fun. Our place was crowded with 5 of us in here to begin with. Insert tons of boxes, piles to walk around, little people to dodge, and it could probably pass as an Olympic sport in here. This whole getting dark at 5pm thing is so not helping matters. By 6pm I am so ready for the kids to go to bed and for me to be right behind them.
I am distraught that through our chaos here we haven't been able to do our Thanksgiving tree this year. I am sooooo bummed about this! It doesn't even feel like the Holiday is right around the corner. We have no plans for Thanksgiving and truthfully I'd be happy with Burger King at this stage of the game. I am praying that Christmas will feel more normal and exciting. I miss feeling excited.
I will try though to look at this picture from fall around my neck of the woods right now. It feels symbolic to me too though at the same time. The dew drops symbolize my tears on top of the beautifulness of all that this whole picture of the move really is.
Praying along our trip though to see some more beauty like this and praying if we see snow or a storm it will be off the roads and we all arrive safely! I can't believe this coming up to our last Sunday here!! Wow.
1 comment:
Lynds - My most memorable holidays were the ones that weren't normal. We moved into our house 2 days before Christmas and had boxes everywhere and a small tree in a bucket. One of the most memorable. Oddly enough - the ones where we do the same thing every year - don't stand out to me. I can't pick one out over the other. Go with it. Your family will know the full impact of Thanksgiving and what to be thankful for as you journey to your new home.
(By the way - we don't know what we are doing for T-giving either!)
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