The holiday season is just around the corner and shoppers are getting in the full swing of things. From Christmas gift shopping, to deciding upon what side dish to bring to Thanksgiving dinner; the holiday spirit is undoubtedly in the air. Jared and I have finally settled into his mother’s house where we will nestle ourselves for the winter while we save money for our first home. It’s so exciting I find myself becoming too eager and wanting it to happen now! I know these things take time, patience, and persistence and we are truly blessed that we have family in our lives that willingly open their doors to us and encourage our goals. But with these drastic changes to our lives, first with a passing of a loved one, then with unfortunate evens with our living situation, I was finding it hard to get excited about the holidays. In a way, I just wanted them to be over so I could move on with my life. Especially because the part I looked forward to the most was putting up a tree with my husband for our first ever Christmas as husband and wife is now severed. We are packed to the brim with all of our household items in boxes and furniture piled on top of more furniture. I was, for lack of a better word, in a funk. This morning while out with my mom shopping I expressed my sorrow on the subject about how all the ornaments and garland will never be hung this year, that’s when she stopped down the aisle in front a cute, tiny Christmas tree. One so small it could fit on a night side table. Next the to tree hung all the ornaments, toppers, and even adorable tree skirts to tie it all together. My mom said, “Tori, you can make the best of what you have. Just remember why you’re there and imagine what you’ll be doing this time next year. You’ll be decorating your very own house.” With all the business of the move and the holidays approaching faster each year with age, I lost myself and became bitter. Bitter that it wasn’t all working out according to my plan. But the truth is, no matter how many plans we make God truly knows the way for us. This season in my life is going to be one for the books where I looked back years from now and laugh about how silly I was acting. Jared and I are blessed each and everyday that we are alive and have supporting friends and family around us. That we have a job to attend to and make money. Food on the table and a little extra to spend. A roof over our heads to still gather and give thanks. And today I am extremely blessed to have a mother to remind me of the bigger picture and to be a better person. Just a little food for thought to remind all of us, including myself, that we are all going through different seasons of our lives. Some are longer and harder than others, but they are just seasons and they too shall pass. Like the summer and spring season bring sunshine and flowers, those seasons in your life you will blossom more than ever. And the winter and fall seasons of your life you will find cold and long days. So today this little tree with all its tiny decor will represent us proud and remind me every time I look at it that this season is for thanks and gratitude.