Ready and Waiting

Everything I was planning to buy for Christmas is bought, and mailed, and wrapped. Well, most of it is wrapped, and the rest will be done when the kids are asleep.

Some of it got mailed without being wrapped.

Some of it will not arrive until just after Christmas,  but I don’t care.

I find that I put a much bigger priority on unstructured down time with my family than anyone else I know, and I’m so past sweating the small stuff that it doesn’t even register. Or, I notice that it’s not done, and I’m proud of myself for not driving myself nuts.

The gift of grace.

Merry Christmas.