Ringing in 2025

I'll be honest, dread about the coming new year is a more accurate description of my feelings about 2025 than typically is associated with a New Year's celebration. This has more of a feeling of strapping into a scary roller coaster that isn't going to stop. I didn't enjoy the years of 2016 - 2020 for the whole wake each morning and wonder what fresh new hell was going to greet us-thing. I don't kid myself that this time around is going to be any better. The pessimist inside of me is thinking that in comparison, those other four years are going to seem like a trip to Disneyland. 

But I am also not going to let any future dictators steal the joy that surrounds me. We had a low key party, the best part of which was getting to share it with the P. Family parents. Some of our older children were going to be going to the P. Family's house for New Year's, then crashing there so as to not have to drive home late at night. So we decided to invite the parents here and do the same thing. We don't get to see each other very often these days, so this much time together was a gift. A very, very good way to start a new year.

And the P. Family mom had an antique family spinning wheel that she brought, so today we spent figuring out how to get it to work and me teaching her how to spin. It was kind of a perfect day. 







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