As we decorate our house for the season, I can't help but reflect on how much has changed from our first married Christmas to our second. Edie wasn't even conceived at this time last year--we were still under the impression that I may not be able to have biological babies. We were in our rent house just starting to nervously entertain the idea of buying a home in the nearish future. What a year full of crazy huge blessings it has been!
Does the end of a year make anyone else super nostalgic and introspective?