In 12 hours, I’ll be back to the grind.
The holidays are nearly over, and they’ve been really great. I’m sad to see them go. They began Dec. 23rd, when Lee and I opened our presents to each other. I got several wonderful gifts, but best of all was a book he’d published with all my gummibunny entries from the past year. He included photos, and wrote an introduction so beautiful I couldn’t believe he was talking about me. I am a lucky girl. He amazes me.
Christmas Eve was a bit crazy at first. I had to get to work early and stay late, so it didn’t really feel like a holiday. But once we got to Fitzgerald and had some traditional oyster stew, followed by a reading of the Christmas story, my mood began to lift.
Christmas morning was fun, with great presents and wrapping paper piled several feet high. Millie was her usual self, getting into everything but being terribly cute about it. We visited some of Lee’s family in Moultrie, then headed to Macon to see my folks. It was great to see everyone again, and to enjoy the traditional Christmas night bonfire.
The next day, my parents, brother, and Michelle headed to Savannah to spend the weekend with us. We had a great time doing everything from eating Mexican food and going to a movie, to playing board games and making martinis. Today, we went to the beach, played putt-putt, and checked out the gorgeous decorations in the Cathedral of St. John the Baptist. Stunning.
Mom and Dad left just a little while ago. I was sad to see them leave. Now, I’m heading to bed and trying not to dwell on the fact that I have to work tomorrow. Or dwell on the fact that when my mom asked me, “When is the next day you have off?” I couldn’t answer. Didn’t know.
That’s okay though. A new year is starting soon. The current one has been great, really great. I see no reason why this one can’t also bring wonders.