a new york morning.

I kicked off the Christmas season with a trip to NYC. I arrived back to Winston exhausted. I am not sure I ever got caught up but I do remember very clearly how I felt this one particular morning before my family arrived. I was quiet and I was reflective. Able to participate and enjoy the morning alone in a place I have so many memories tied too. While in Times Square a lady offered to snap my picture. I happily handed my camera over, and now I'm so grateful that I did. Because in all the stress and chaos it was encouraging to look back at this photo and morning appreciating the time to be alone to explore my heart and thoughts with a familiar background and territory.

gracie came too.

The best part about moving to Winston?

That Gracie got to come with.

She's anticipating the transition of welcoming Bruce home to stay.

Things are being rearranged and boxes have been taken out of closets.

I keep telling her that we aren't moving right now.

Calm Down.

Soon. Bruce and Krystal will arrive. The safe place continues.

(lost)

Postcards that complete 2011 are coming.

Seriously.

I promise that they are.

Just. Having. Some difficulty remembering where they are.

(sigh)