…Sara just texted that she’s landed in Madison. It was great having her here, even for just a few days (and I’m pretty sure I have no photos to even prove she was here, nor for that matter, was I!) Our family was together and it felt so comfortable and complete.
We put up some of the holiday decorations on Friday and she hesitated to take an active role – “I don’t know where it goes, or how you like it”. Or course she did a fine job on the two mantels and the dining room. And our Christmas wish tree. This was a Sara/Mary project back in 2007 and I’ve always arranged the cards; this year Sara did it by herself. I didn’t cry when I dropped her off at the airport this afternoon. But this evening, when I really looked at the tree and saw this card, placed near the top, right beside “hope” and just below “peace”, it hit me. hard.
I have a lot more thoughts and feelings about “family”, but that’s gonna be another post. For now, I just want to relax on this Sunday evening. Finishing up a few more leftovers, watching TV with Marc and talking over the holiday. p.s. to everyone who blogged all 30 days this month, congratulations!!