I truly wanted my first post on my new blog location to be something stellar and amazing. But I’m not feeling stellar OR amazing. Not even close. My heart. My head. Far from either of those frivolous emotions.
The Christmas season. For me. Is not exactly what I would hope for. It’s not exciting and happy and joyful. It’s busy and overwhelming. It means long days and even longer nights. It means pushing through and enduring when I feel like I can’t go on. I feel drained and tired and empty.
Now please. Hear me. And don’t get me wrong. This is not a complaint. This is an acknowledgment of my current state mind. Trust me… I love making everyone’s Christmas wishes come true. I get excited knowing my handwork will rest underneath the boughs of a Christmas tree. I am thrilled to be a part of so many “special moments”.