We have tall ceilings in our current living space, for the first time in our married life. We took advantage of it this year, with an 11-foot tall Canaan Fir.
This morning I’m metaphorically biting my nails while one of my brothers is driving all day, through lots of winter weather. I’m mostly praying he somehow avoids ice, but I really just want them to get here safe. And soon. I pray peace and safety for those among you traveling or waiting on travelers this holiday season.
I also look forward to a chance, once the hubbub has passed, to really reflect.
Merry Christmas to you and yours!