Merry Christmas from the Midwestern cornfields!
(Photo cred: Kimmy Howard Photography)
We hope this holiday season finds you happy and healthy.
We’ve had some big changes in our lives this year, including our view.
The cornfields haven’t worn on us yet and we still find our new small town life kind of charming. We’ve joined a church, converted all of our shopping/dining/doctors to local places and we even have changed the pronunciation of our town to match how the locals say it (emphasis on the second syllable).
Even though it hasn’t been quite a year yet, we’ve seen four seasons in our house (summer was our favorite) so it feels like we’ve been here long enough to call it home. Our project list is still rather long but we feel pretty proud of all the work we’ve put into it so far (including, dormers, painted 75%, water filtration, fireplace, new carpet, stair runner, & outdoor playset). And before this year’s out we are looking forward to new windows and N putting up built-in bookshelves.
N loves to work in the little “workshop corner” of the garage when he has the time (in between doctoral work and actual work…). He has made a few things for our house including a chicken coop (which we hope to fill in the spring…) and has also helped make quite a few plaques for my business venture.
My little Etsy shop kept me quite busy these last few weeks (especially as the holidays were approaching) but I have truly enjoyed the creative outlet. Right now though, I’ve closed up for a few weeks as a break (both physically and mentally) was truly needed.
It’s no secret that this year has been a challenge for us as well. MG’s endured a long sickness this summer that turned into a severe intolerance for dairy (and a few other trigger foods, but dairy being the main culprit). Seeing her so sick (and not having any answers for a while) brought me to tears and really scared me. I’m thankful to have a diagnosis now (gastroparesis) but I still get sad for her that she isn’t able to enjoy her old favorites (cheese and ice cream) and that she isn’t able to have a “normal” relationship with food.
Often when I found myself discouraged, I would look out our bedroom window and think “how could anybody be sad when this is their view?” Even in the trials we have so much to be thankful for.
God’s blessings have been very evident to our family this year and I hope to yours as well,