On Our Way To Crazy

Does anyone feel like it was September about three seconds ago? How is it time for Christmas already?

This month has been a tough one. Aaron has had job stress like never before. We’ve had a million youth events. Two of the pastors on staff at the church left for what are very personal and totally up-and-up reasons, and while it is totally the right thing for their family (and therefore the church) it is going to be a serious challenge to move forward without them. We had a heck of a time trying to figure out Christmas with our families. December has been long and tiring.

Every year, when September rolls around, I get excited. It’s the start of my favorite part of the year – fall, school, Halloween, pumpkins, holidays, coats, boots, Christmas. It’s the best. But it just FLIES by, y’all. I blinked twice and it’s time to fly to Texas for Christmas. CHRISTMAS. How did we get here?

The season has been full of fun things, too. I took the kids to see Remedy Drive and Family Force Five (alone!) and it was one of the best nights we’ve had in a long time. We had our annual Christmas service project and party, where the kids helped over 300 people pick out gifts for their families and then made videos of themselves singing songs to strangers and doing high kicks in front of Starbucks. We had a full fancy holiday meal with our care group and I came home with a sweet plastic sword that makes swordfighting noises when you swish it. (That’s what you do with a sword, right? Swish it?) We went to the Andrew Peterson Christmas show for the sixth straight year and got to spread out on the pew after our friends bailed at the last minute. We went through several chocolate pies.

It’s all been good. But all the good plus all the hard equals a blur of a month and an exhausted couple of people. I am looking forward to going to Texas. I am. I just can’t believe it’s time to do this already.