[think kit. day twenty-four.]
ELMHURST, Ill. — Oh, hey there, 5 a.m. It sucks to see you, too.
In the interest of getting some sleep tonight (today?), I’ll keep this short. Of course, this is a topic about which I could go on for a while: Today I’m supposed to write about what I’m grateful for, and my extended stay here has made that very clear. I’m endlessly grateful for my family. My weird, sometimes dysfunctional and incredibly supportive family.
I’m going to write more about this tomorrow. Being awake at this hour means I have just received Think Kit prompt No. 25, which instructs me to talk about the highlight of my year. Tonight (Christmas Eve) was pretty fantastic, and there are photos and videos I’ll share tomorrow. Yes, it involves the flute.
Why am I up at 5 a.m. on Christmas, you ask? As a kid, I was up at this time because I was usually too excited to sleep past 4 a.m., and I’d go turn on the tree lights and fall asleep on the couch next to it. Now, as an adult, I was up wrapping gifts. And crafting, of course:
Each year when we go to get our Christmas tree, my mom buys a snowman ornament from the shop at the tree farm (we’ve been going to the same one for more than 20 years). This year, she couldn’t find one she liked, and she was clearly disappointed. I made her this one, and I hope she likes it.
I can probably count the number of people who read my blog regularly on one hand, and my mom is one of them, so I’m banking on her seeing the headline and patiently waiting until after we open gifts to read this. I think I’m safe — she’s incredibly patient. Would you expect anything else from the woman who raised me? Exactly. Thanks, Mom.
[Think Kit Dec. 24 prompt: What are you grateful for this year?]