Excuse me internet for my transgressions. It has been 10 months since my last blog post. :) Life has obviously been full in 2019, and though 2020 may be no different I do plan to try and get back to doing things I want to a little bit more. So for now let's start with a recap on our most lovely Christmas, and if I have time maybe I'll go back and plug in the wholes of our bigger moments from last year.
Since I last wrote we have moved into a new house after almost a year of looking and hunting and praying God placed us right where he wanted us to be. With this home he has given us the space to play host to the people he has lovingly placed in our life.
We had the sweetest blessing of hosting our family for our annual Martin cookie party. It was truly a day of miracles as we ALL got to be together, laugh, eat, and enjoy one another.
My favorite night of the year has forever been Christmas Eve. As a child we would drive from Berea, then Somerset up to my grandparents home in Lexington. All 4 sets of my dad's siblings and their families would join for a warm night of bountiful food and love. On the ride home I enjoyed falling asleep to Christmas carols, and believing I saw Rudolph's nose in the distance a time or two. That tradition eventually moved to my aunt's and uncles trading off hosting the big night. No matter where it was or what kind of year we had all endured you could always walk away with a smile on your face and joy in your heart.
This year, we became the hosts of this very special event and all but 3 of our family members got to attend, including the addition of the Cooper's! It was a night that went far too quickly and ended too early for my family loving heart but it was more memorable than I could have ever hoped for.
It was a noise filled night of the sweetest proportions, lots of laughter, conversations, little ones playing peekaboo and pin the granny with the antlers!
There were treasure moments too, to many to count. Little moments like watching Henry scoop "granny's punch" out of her famed punch bowl and knowing this was a tradition living on.
As we listened to Henry recite Luke 2 I couldn't help but look around the room and tear up. THIS is God's love come down, the gift of this precious family, and that our savior came for all of us to eternally share in His joy forever. Let it be so!
Why oh why does Christmas come but once a year?
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