I Am Grateful For Every Minute

It’s been drizzling continuously since Friday, and my lovely city is blanketed by ice. The timing of this nasty weather is lousy. It is just a few days before Christmas, and I’m sure people have shopping to finish, parties to host or attend, and traveling to do. No doubt many plans have been cancelled. It’s a mess.

We stayed put yesterday, and I finished up the final round of chocolate candy making, and spent about an hour or so wrapping all the presents I had left to wrap. While listening - and singing along - to Christmas carols. And while pondering this life.


My older daughter's first Christmas at six months old. She is now 21.

I look at my two daughters and can’t believe how grownup they are. It seems like only yesterday that I brought them home from the hospital; tiny little miracles of life. Suddenly they are young ladies; confident and independent. Where did the time go?


Little sisters sharing some laughs.

So many years come and gone; so many changes along the way. Good times and bad. Endings and beginnings. Happiness and grief. All shared with people I love. The ones that have left this world. The ones that are still here.


Big sister reading the letter from Santa to her little sister on Christmas morning.

Sisterly holiday hugs.

This life of mine has been full. Colourful. And above all, blessed. I am grateful for all of it. Every minute.

Christmas morning hugs from my girls back in 2002

This is a favourite Christmas song of mine. I can’t imagine the holidays without it.


Happy Sunday, everyone.