
Frustration was on overload, but when all was said and done, I was given such a gift: the sweetest little afternoon date with my son. And outwardly I acted like this was the plan all along. So whatever grace I found to give myself that day, to take a deep breath and embrace new-laid plans with a positive heart, that’s how I want to honor this holiday season. And it also was such a reminder that my attitude is reflected in my children. They are watching and mirroring our effort, reactions, beliefs, demeanor, approach to the world. As we hold our children’s hands, we are, quite literally, leading them into a place of gratitude or frustration, of joy or stress.

So here’s to connecting in all the ways that matter this holiday season, to the unbridled joy, slices of grace and quiet moments of reflection, even amidst the hustle and bustle. May you find peace in your heart and a place to savor it. And if you don’t, well, there’s always tomorrow to take a deep breath and stand in line again.