Farewell December

 This month has slipped passed me. It is always busy, fluttering with activities, to do's, spiritual enrichment, and desperately seeking vacation. This month was also a fun writing challenge with my sister.

 I didn't succeed too well as the days and weeks got busy or just felt like a blur in the winter fog and tiredness. My inspiration felt like a lull, and barely a creak when I woke up sleepy eyed and not very energized, coffee attempted. 

Somehow, the weeks after Thanksgiving felt the hardest and longest. I love Advent and Christmas time, but it can be rather challenging to set priorities and make time for everything. To feel on time with gifts, spiritually mature and ready for Christ's coming, dodging sickness and the hustle and bustle. There are high expectations that we simply put on ourselves. Sometimes being sick makes us pull back, reflect, recompose and realize what truly matters during this holy season. 

Like this year, I unfortunately wasn't able to go to Christmas Eve/Christmas Day Mass due to feeling sick and under the weather with a low-grade fever and sore throat. I read the scripture readings and sang some Christmas carols to myself in bed. I truly felt plans had changed just like they did for Mary, and Joseph when "there was no room for them in the inn." 

I feel I am finally catching up, to myself, to this holy Christmas season, and the cusp of the new year and reflecting and closing out this one. I'm excited for 2025 and anticipating what God will do this upcoming year. 2024 had a lot of curve balls, hard and anxiety filled moments, emotion and tears, but also spiritual growth, awe, laughter and creative endeavors. 

Last night, I redecorated my room. It was like I had almost forgotten how it feels to create something with my hands, to get in that creative flow and forget about time. Ideas felt limitless. I simply lost sight of all that weighed me down before that made me dry up like a desert inside. It felt evergreen.