When you have two little kids, ages 3 and almost 1 year, packing can take a long time. As in, I’ve spent the last 3 days working on it. We’re headed to my parents’ home for Thanksgiving weekend tomorrow.
When I was a kid, I always felt like the holiday season lasted so long, taking up a third of the year. In reality, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, it all lasts about a month and a half. It’s a whirlwind of shopping, wrapping gifts, preparing food, visiting family, and if you’re traveling…packing.
As we enter the 2015 holiday season, it (like each holiday season) means a lot of things to me…
It’s a time to enjoy special food when maybe the whole year has been a rush of bolting a meal and moving to the next task. It’s a time to recall the best memories of the year. It’s a time to share photos and savor the best parts of the year. It’s a time to reflect. It’s a time to let go of the hurts, betrayals and disappointments of the year. It’s a time to give thanks. It’s a time to celebrate friends and family. And best of all, it’s a time to thank God from the bottom of my heart that this life isn’t it. It’s not the end. It’s just a glimmer of eternity.
I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving!