im most eager and delighted for this weekend…..just like the year before and the year before that. Christmas of course is quite magical, but the days leading up to it even more so. the anticipation. the hope. the magic. these are the feelings that flourish within this home of ours. its these feelings that we make wishes upon. that we grasp in our very hands and hold tight. tight enough to flow within our very being and hold in our hearts until next year.
we will build a fire this weekend. creating a warmth. creating a cozy surrounding. listening to the wood crackle to its very own symphony. seeing the sparkle of the fire reflect back in my childrens eyes in a world of amazement.
as the fire gently fills each room with glow and compassion, so will the scent of French market beignets. i will home make these air pocket filled French doughnuts. warm, generously sifted with the snowy powdered sugar and served with raw dark chocolate sauce and fleur de sel caramel sauce. my husband will run to our cafe and grab us our favorite coffees and iced chocolate milk for the kids.
as our bodies warm and our bellies consume fullness, we talk. we tell stories to one another. stories of wonder, of dream. we dream up these grand ideas of moving to the forest. the snowy forest. where all you can see is the smoke dancing in the air above our chimney. a cottage surrounded by nature. nature that is raw and has been untouched. where we talk to reindeers and keep deer as our treasured jewels. where the pines grow and have an aura of peace and tranquility. where the forest floor is covered in the delicate dusting of snow, much like our beignets are covered in powdered sugar. we dream of ways to make these magical moments a truth. as our babes listen to such fairy tales, their very selves glimmer with wonder and awe.
such talk has encouraged us to a winters walk through the woods, through the captivating forest where nature has naturally guided us through. where the crunch of pine and twigs fall underfoot. where our friends……the fawn, the wild rabbit, the winter fox and the snowy owl are delighted to be.
this is the magic of our weekend, to exchange our dreams and thoughts and to unite them into such an imagination. to encourage our babes to keep dreaming. to dream of these tales that their intelligent little minds have created.
we will continue our weekend in such splendor. we will laugh. we will love. we will imagine. we will anticipate. we will be thoughtful. we will make peace. we will share memories and make new ones.
we will be thankful. thankful to have days such as these. thankful to have dreams as big as heaven. thankful to God. thankful for Jesus.
merry Christmas. merry Winter.