For holiday sweaters and bourbon balls for breakfast.
For puppy whimpers at 4am and a sidekick for River to play with.
For favorite childhood ornaments and the new places they call home.
For these simple gifts and the people who know me so well.
For Ryder selfies and Santa hats.
For unexpected time with friends and wool sweaters with pockets.
For holiday fudge and chocolate that didn't burn.
For spray painted pasta and overalls worn when I was three.
For homemade eggnog with burbon and mason jars that make everything taste amazing.
For books given to me on my first Christmas and read 33 years later.
And for new polar bear jammers and sick babes who try and laugh as much as they cough.
Here's to gratitude and how it turns everything into enough.
What have you been grateful for this holiday season?
Happy Sunday, brave ones!