It may seem like another lonely holiday. One the pandemic has taken from us. But today the three of us, our little unit, found comfort in our small unit. We cooked all day, watched the parade, went on a family walk, watched a holiday movie. It was cozy. It was slow. It was good. I think there is wonder in that, finding the light. So much to be grateful for. So very much.
I drove by the building I spent a year and a half in before the pandemic hit. I realize I won’t spend much more time here, as I’ll move and finish my PhD from California. But I had missed this building. Working from home has been isolating at the least. Driving by it at night gave me a peace, a sense of community albeit imagined, like ghosts walking through an abandoned building.
My grandpa Buddy sent us a package of ornaments, some over forty years old. Bennett loves looking through each box, over and over, finding wonder in the beauty of different ornaments, all with characteristics of their own.
If 2020 has taught us anything, it’s do what gives you joy and spread it out. Christmas lights came early!
Who doesn’t escape into the joy of revisiting family games?
You think you’ll never by them, but then realize, what’s the harm in a little extra reading? I want to be the best parent I can be. There is wonder in showing up for your growth in relation to others, especially tiny ones. 💓
I walk the same routes all the time. Like all the time. I heard a little yelp on this day from this sweet little Corgi. The wonder of unexpected delights!
My mom sent me this. She started her own medical practice. I’m so proud!! The wonder of doing what you want, any age.
I saw this photo today from three years ago and I missed it. My birthday, I think. Ordering a café Viennese from Café Calabria. California. North Park.
I will never take normal life for granted ever ever again.