Last year I came home from spending the day at the hospital with Michael. He was recovering from cancer surgery. When we walked in, I found that my kids and grandchildren had put up our Christmas tree and decorated our California home with so much love and hearts full of hope…hope that Michael would recover. Hope that our losses would become less of an open wound. One glimpse of that tree and tears fell from my eyes. We had no idea that another life changing journey was in our future.
That was just one year ago.
This Christmas is so different. I am actually learning to drive in the snow. My car has icicles hanging off of it. I wear a coat and sweater, a hat and gloves daily. My water bottle freezes when I leave it in my car over night.
I am not wearing my flip-flops while picking out our Christmas tree. I am not riding my bike at the beach sporting sunscreen. Yes, this Christmas is definitely different. We are in a new home…
….away from all the holidays spent with family and friends. I just can’t seem to open up the boxes of Christmas past. Too many memories packed in those boxes. It’s still too fresh to sit with yet.
Believe it or not… I am not dreaming of flip-flops and sunny days, not yet at least. My heart is dreaming of making a new nest, filling boxes with new memories, of celebrating the birth of my Savior with my new Boise family and friends.
I’m dreaming of making a new warm place for people I love to land and be nourished with love and hope.
Yes hope… Hope that wherever your path has taken you, near or far from what you know, you can always stop. You CAN slowly and quietly turn your eyes up and see the miracles that you have left behind.
Be gentle with yourself and allow a new song to be sung…build a nest in your heart to rest and find joy. Believe in the entire new miracle before you.
I have been loving my family from far away. I have been dreaming of seeing those lovely sweet faces. I have also been looking ahead with hope, making new memories, and dreaming sweet dreams.
Since most of my boxes are still packed away for another year, I am making my new Boise Christmas – for lack of a better name.
I wish I could hear you knock on my door. I would jump for joy to share my nest with you. This is the next best thing… I think I hear you knocking. Come in and take a peek of what I have been up to…
A sweet stitched candle cozy, tied on with several wraps of twine….
For my fireplace mantel…a rustic garland of twigs…
We started by gathering branches from trees on our street; then we cut them into lengths with small pruning shears….
I tied them into a garland with a double-length of natural jute twine…a knot between each twig keeps them in place.
Then I added other treasures like these sparkling glittered stars and draped the garland from the mantel…
For my dining room I made a rustic tree from branches and added twig stars. To make the stars, begin with 5 twigs. Draw a five-sided star to use as a pattern…
Position the twigs on the star drawing, and use simple hot glue to attach them to each other…
Hang on branches standing in a tall vase….add old buttons hung with twine or rusty safety pins…
For our tree…a garland of dried fruit that looks and smells amazing! See how to make it on this post.