My sister Michele, her boyfriend Galen, Ben, Luke and I recently took a nice day trip to hike up Brasstown Bald, the highest peak in GA. It was pleasantly cool and windy despite the bright. We tried to carry Luke up most of the way in the hiking pack, but he’s nearly two, so independence asserts itself all the time and he wanted to walk part of the path himself. The views from the top quickly make up for any strains along the way. You can see plainly the inspiration for the name of the Blue Ridge Mountains.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
A Very Merry Christmas
This may have been Luke’s second Christmas, but it was his first with family back in the US and certainly the first one where he was interested in the lights, songs, and of course, the presents. It was a joy to celebrate early with Ben’s family, extending the holiday season from early November well into the New Year. With Ben at home too, it was a special season the likes of which we won’t see in many years. We had ample time to just be together this year without the pressures of work or schedules to coordinate. Luke has been pushing the merriment day in and day out with his daily viewing of the original “Frosty the Snowman” movie…yes, the classis ’68 version with Jimmy Durante. He loves it and usually asks to watch it at least twice a day. He calls him “Snowy” instead of Frosty. We believe his affection for Snowy began with seeing a light-up snowman for the yard at his Nonna and Grandpa’s in GA. Must have made quite an impression! 
We attended a Candlelight Christmas Eve service at my aunt’s Methodist church this year and really enjoyed being able to be in such a service again. We didn’t get to go to an English-language service at all last year and it felt good to back in one with family. We also enjoyed the Christmas cantata and nativity play at my home church. It felt like a type of homecoming all over again to be there for the holidays.
Much to our surprise, Luke slept the latest he’s ever slept in his life on Christmas morning. We had to get him up at nearly 10 AM; my parents and sister were patiently waiting for us to come out and see the tree and all the gifts. We had the requisite sticky buns hot and waiting, too. Luke was a bit overwhelmed by all the gifts. He enjoyed tearing the paper and the surprise of discovering what was in the box. He derailed after opening a toy airplane and ended up laying in the torn wrapping papers, looking a little dazed. We ended up saving the rest of his presents to open throughout the coming days and even held a few back for his upcoming birthday. Too much excitement for a little guy! 
Monday, December 1, 2008
All Along the Way


Our actual Thanksgiving Day was spent in Murphy with a double throwdown of two Thanksgiving meals in one day. We started the day watching the Macy's Parade like we do every year, but instead of just having one big late lunch here at our home, we had a great meal at my Aunt Lydia's house and then another delicious dinner at home. Full bellies and full hearts: we are so blessed and yet need a holiday like Thanksgiving to make us pause and acknowledge all the gifts bestowed on us everyday. I hope all of you celebrated a wonderful Thanksgiving of your own and are looking forward to the Christmas season ahead with renewed hope and happiness. 
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