It’s Christmas night. My whole family is sleeping. Literally not a creature stirring...
But I’m here. Overwhelmed by the joy in my heart. So very thankful that a sweet, beautiful, and mighty baby boy was born so many years ago.
My emotions this holiday have run wild. I often wonder what exactly my place is in this world. But I look at my children and I know without a doubt why I am here. Though my patience is short, and my struggles are real, my heart is full.
I hope that no matter what you celebrate, your days are very merry.
I thank my lucky stars that the Savior was born on this day...lighting my path of existence and leading me to exactly where I am right now.