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I have been on the verge of tears all night…for no other reason than the fact that I am tired.  

Derek has been gone today for 14 and 1/2 hours.  Still no sign of him.  The boys were wound up tight today. We got back from Austin late last night.  This morning I had no clean underwear for Samuel – he had to be put back in the ones from yesterday.  Lovely.  

This month has been a doozy.  My accident.  The necessary headache of car shopping.  Derek's call as Bishop.  Derek's lost wallet and the necessary headache of replacing everything in it.  My dad had open heart surgery last week.  That was traumatic (for him especially, but also for all of us).  

But even with all of that I have so much to be grateful for.  And I want to spend the next month reflecting on all of the great things that have come from the last month.  

But tonight I am so very, very tired.  And so I rest.  And hope that Derek comes home soon so he too can rest.  And tomorrow I will try to undig my house from the resulting neglect of the last month.  And in the process I will try to create Christmas at my house.  And I will look forward to the upcoming month with anticipation.