I spent most of this month in a pretty bad funk- frustrated with this or that, cranky to my kids, stressed out at the gazillion and one things to do, and just kind of all around feeling 'bah humbug'. It made me sad that I was feeling this way, as generally, this is my favorite time of year. But this week, now that the hubub has calmed down and there is much less on my to-do list, I've slowed down and thought about how blessed I am. Blessed to have my three crazy, wild, sometimes naughty, yet incredibly delightful children. Blessed to be married to such an amazing, hard working, loving husband. Blessed to have a warm, comfortable, (albeit cozy) roof over our heads. Truley blessed. So, the next time I'm allowing myself to walk around in a funk for a month, some one please remind me to look at what I have around me and snap out of it!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
