Just like I said in the journal entry before, we always decorate gingerbread houses before Christmas. It brings back memories of when I was younger and Mom would make homemade gingerbread and then we would decorate houses out of them.
I wish I was little bit like my Mom in that way. Making more homemade things. I kinda go through these phases and right now I'm definitely in a phase of just taking the easy way out of things. I'm hoping that as Ruger gets older, I'll go back to that old part of me. We'll see.
I was able to catch some happy moments tonight on camera.
The fact that I got a picture of Levi not making a weird face was a miracle in itself but also because every other picture of tonight was like the one below....a picture of him eating the frosting!
Watching my family happily get along tonight was a good reminder of how blessed I am. I have been struggling these last few days with depression. Not anything huge. And not anything that I can pinpoint. But times like tonight happen and through the simpleness of a family gathered around a table decorating gingerbread houses, I can clearly see that I am blessed. That life is simply good. And I should take it, embrace it, and be grateful.
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