The sun is going down on Christmas. Emily and her sister are napping downstairs. I spent the first half of the day with family swapping gifts and hugs, and I must say... I'm glad the magic of this day never dissipates. I'm glad that no matter how stressed or tired I am by the time the twenty-fifth rolls around, that I still have those butterflies in my stomach.
I hope that for years to come, I still have as much love to be thankful for as I did today.
I hope you all a peaceful, beautiful day.
