I’m not sure why my last blog was so sad and depressing. I guess that’s how I felt when I wrote it. Sometimes I get homesick for the family. The holidays can magnify it a little. I’ve been a tad bit off since Jay started working. I just miss him and it throws everything off balance. But I digress. Tomorrow is December 1st and the Christmas Season has more than officially begun. I’ve been busy creating things from new decorations to designing cards to send out very soon. I am excited for Jay and I’s first Christmas together as a Married couple. I’m excited because I love firsts. I love firsts even more with him. It’s kind of cool getting to experience first things with someone else. Later in life I will have someone to reminisce with. I can laugh about my first BIG roller coaster ride, talk about the excitement of seeing the Redwoods for the first time, picking out our first cat, and all of our first holidays. I am big on holidays! I love celebrating and the bigger they are the more that I love them. They are so exciting and magical… especially CHRISTMAS! I’m more excited about Christmas this year, though I’m not sure why. I just am. I even put Jake in his HO HO collar a little early this year.
Unfourtunatly I think he’s going to need a new one next year. This is the third year he has had it and it is beginning to look a little… loved. Again, I digress. I love firsts. They are kind of magical. Magical like Christmas morning or walking into Disneyland for the first time. Magical like getting off of the fastest roller coaster around and wanting to go again. Magical like the awe of seeing the biggest trees in the world. Magical like first kisses and snuggling on a cold day. Magical like chocolate and peanut butter or sticky rice in sushi. Magical like meeting tiny little babies for the first time. Magical like candlelight church services on Christmas eve. There are a lot of amazing little things in life that make it worthwhile. Sometimes we don’t celebrate them enough. Sometimes we do.
Well what else is new? Sophia got to come home from the hospital. Angel said she is doing well and that Rosie loves being a big sister. It reminds me of Angel and I growing up. I hope they are as close as we are. Being a Sister is a pretty amazing thing. Growing up is a pretty amazing thing. I can’t wait to get to know them both as they grow and mold into women. I love all of my nieces and nephews and am so proud of them. Sometimes I feel guilty that I love them so much. I often wonder if I am hurting Jay because he can’t see his Lexie. I know how terrible that must be for him. I wish there was something, anything I could do. But there isn’t. It makes me sad. I hope someday he may be able to love his other nieces and nephews as they learn to know and love him. He is now an uncle to so many. I know they will look up to him and love him like I do (in a different way of course).
I feel so grateful to have My two J’s (Jason & Jake) in my life. They make it extra cozy and loving. And I am so proud of my husband for all that he does for us. I know it’s not easy for him to work a job that isn’t something he enjoys. I am so proud of him for being who he is and being patient as he gets to know me more and more every day. I love him so much for learning to compromise in good ways and laughing at my silly jokes or silly singing. I am so blessed to be loved so much. I don’t say that enough and I really wanted to tonight.
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