So I put up my decorations on or around November 18. Don’t judge me.

Usually I am a vocal critic of Christmas Creep. People. Seriously. Wait until after Thanksgiving. Except for me, this year.

But you know what? I was bored and alone, and knew I wouldn’t be around much to enjoy them during the actual month of December. {BECAUSE I LIVE IN DRIVING DISTANCE OF FAMILY!!!} Hasn’t happened much over the past six years.

And truthfully, this thanksgiving, I am all gratitude for an infant King. A Heavenly Father that names and counts the stars, and knows even my very steps. 

And He has plans for me, plans that include Hope. And a future.

So I will be of good courage this holiday season. The empty chair looms large for me in a way it never has before. But I will quell the fear that bubbles up and cherish every whispered conversation from half a world away, Husband living life a half a day ahead.

I will count my blessings this day and everyday.

Happy End of Thanksgiving weekend y’all. And MERRY CHRISTMAS.

Enjoy the pictures.