I spent last night making Oreo truffles (cream cheesy goodness wrapped in dark chocolate...pure heaven!) and then I sat by the fire with my little boy in my lap watching Rudolph. I have always had a love affair with all things Christmas and I cannot help but feel a bit nostalgic watching the same Christmas specials with my kids that I used to watch as a little girl. I also find that at this time of year I miss my mother so much I can hardly breathe at times. And now that she is gone, I no longer have that link to my grandmother who was my anchor growing up, helping me to find my way when everything around me was chaos. But no matter how messy life was in my family, they always put aside what didn't matter to focus on what did at Christmas and I loved every day leading up to the moment when we could rush into the living room and see what Santa left by the fireplace for us. And we all laughed and gave and ate and we had peace on earth even if only for a season. Now that I am grown, peace is a way of life for my own little family and the moments of chaos are few and far between. But still I love every moment leading up to Christmas day and I try to savor every moment with my children during these times that will all too soon be warm memories. I pray that your time this week in celebration of the birth of our Savior will be filled with warmth and peace and nostalgia and great joy. Merry Christmas to you all!