"A holiday gives one a chance to look backward and forward to reset oneself by an inner compass." - May Sarton
Our Christmas weekend was fabulous with a crowded house and lots of activity. Monday after everyone left, it was eerily quiet except for the chug, chug of the washing machine and soon the whine of the vacuum cleaner. Inside my head it was quiet too, with the muffling fog of fatigue.
That fog has slowly lifted as I've caught up on my sleep. I'm ever so grateful for this quiet little hallway between Christmas and the beginning of 2012—a time to lounge about, tie up loose ends, read, watch TV, visit friends, dream a little.
Here are my gifts from the last week or so...
816. Safe Christmas travels.
817. Baby smiles
818. Little boys being little boys.
819. Big boys playing with little boys.
820. A full table.
821. A birthday cake for Jesus.
822. A bookful of exploring to look forward to (the book: An Introduction to Systematic Theology by Wayne Grudem—just what I asked for!)
823. A no-stairs laundry area.
824. Cozy new PJs.
826. Thoughts turning to new beginnings.
827. The knowledge that losing all those Christmas treats around my middle is as simple (and hard) as not eating.
828. Just back from our daily morning walk, I'm loving the unseasonable warmth (10.5 C = 50.9 F).
If you'd like to join me and many others collecting One Thousand Gifts, please do. Some members of this gratefulness community post their gifts on blogs, while others list them in private journals. Instructions on how to join are here.