we spied these santa claus cupcakes at a cafe last weekend.
the marshmallow beards were just too cute. i love christmastime.
especially watching what delights my little boy.
santa is the big word around here. hi santa. bye santa. and ho ho ho! we're cuddling up tonight with a christmas movie, twinkle lights and writing christmas cards. little women, elf or family man is on my must-watch-soon list.
more importantly. i am hoping you're feeling all merry and bright.
and if not, perhaps, calm and peace can fill your homes and your hearts.
i've been thinking a lot these days. my would-be due date is approaching and i have pangs of sadness and depression. benji has learned the word baby and often brings the baby Jesus to me, from our nativity, cradled in his arms. it is the sweetest thing in the world. and nearly breaks my heart knowing that i once imagined him having a little sibling at this special time of year. i am learning what having faith means. i've gained great perspective from enduring the trial of a miscarriage. i realize this is a hard time for a lot of you. the holidays that are supposed to be happy and magical are often the hardest for those who have suffered loss and pain. my soul feels quiet remembering that.
i recently read a beautiful (strong, courageous, incredible) post by my friend erin. (all her blog posts are this way.) she and her husband lost their newborn baby just days after he was born, this past february. her inspired writings about her son henry have truly opened my eyes and my heart. i am grateful to her and many others who let us into their world and let us see what it might be like to walk in their shoes. i feel we are better people when we understand each other a little bit more. every time she writes, she teaches me something about life, about faith, about a mother's love. my heart just did a little lurch, mourning for their empty arms this christmas. of course erin was the one to write the sweetest of sympathy notes soon after my miscarriage, amidst her own deep sorrows. she is a strong example of the kind of loving wonderful friend we can be, especially at this time of year. i hope and pray i can be a bit more sensitive and thoughtful and generous this season.