There are many good things in my life and many blessings that I do not deserve. Going home for Christmas was a good way to remind myself of that. My parents home is always a little crazy around holidays. This year was even more so then normal. First off my grandparents were up from Florida which was nice, but it meant that there were 8 people sleeping, eating, and taking showers in my parents house. Plus a dog and cat to get in the way of all those feet. Secondly there was no snow, but it was cold. So there was nothing fun outside to do, but there was really not enough room inside. Thirdly the construction of the new mud room was still very much in progress.
But despite all the crazyness, and too many people, there is a real blessing about being home. I got to see some friends (although not as many as I would have liked, nor for as long as I would have liked). I had a couple of fun talks with my grandparents. I got to hang out with my brothers. I pray, laugh, sing, joke, cry, dance, sigh, and be with some of the most amazing people I know. So many good things. And it makes me excited to see what is ahead in this coming year. It also makes me wonder what is ahead.
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