I had to pry my eyelids open a stitch at a time this morning. I am exhausted, spent. From recovering from being sick, to nursing my own children from viruses, to working, writing, and getting everything ready for the holidays, I woke up today, the 28th of December, as if I had travelled through time zones, taken red-eyes, barely shutting my brain down.
But I wouldn't have had it any other way.
Because the memories--ah! They are priceless! The shared experiences, the goof-ups and blunders, moments of foul language with coworkers, with families and friends.
All packaged nicely in my heart. I wouldn't have wanted any less of it.
Because that's what we live for, right? Taking happiness by the horns, proactive. This is how I've always done it, anyway.
The toasts and the drinks, the laughter. Bring it.
The small triumphs, I'll take it.
So, still in my pajamas, I wish you an exhausting holiday season too. Full of everything that will stress you out and make you scream, but in the same turn make you feel so grateful that you are here, today, commiserating all about it.
*big virtual bear hugs*
Happy Holidays, my friends!