Christmas really snuck up on me this year! I didn’t have much time to get in the holiday spirit [we didn’t even put up a tree, for shame] and it’s hard to believe it’s come and gone already. We had a great weekend spending time with family from near and far, honoring old traditions and making new ones, and eating until utter failure.
C surprised me with his best Christmas present yet — well, since my engagement ring on the eve of Christmas Eve five years ago.
We agreed not to buy each other gifts this year since we’re focusing on saving money and putting any extra resources into the business. After a long day at the flower shop on Thursday, we went out for a late bite to eat. As I nodded off into my lobster mac and cheese, I made him promise one final time that he didn’t buy me anything. On Christmas morning, he woke me up with a pretty red velvet box that held a beautiful, delicate strand of vintage pearls. He told me that he didn’t break his promise… they were his grandmother’s, and were passed down to his mom and now to me. It was the sweetest, most thoughtful gift I can imagine, and I’m honored to be entrusted with such a special family heirloom.
The only thing missing this Christmas was my Nan, who passed away over the summer. She was the matriarch of our family and the creator of our traditions, the baker of our sweet treats and the light of all of our lives. She spent every holiday in the kitchen with my Aunt Cindy making the most amazing meals for the family, and Aunt Cindy gave me one of Nan’s aprons that she saved for me at dinner last night. It was so special to me, and I hope some of Nan’s cooking magic rubs off in my kitchen when I wear it.
I hope you all had a blessed holiday with your loved ones!