Everything was going so well.
Until I got stumped on one particular part of one particular gift.
And then it seemed that nothing had been going well at all.
So I raised the white flag.
I retreated to my room.
I closed the door, got under the covers, turned on last weeks Parenthood, and picked up my crochet hook and yarn.
And I cried.
I cried for Newtown, I cried for sick mothers, I cried for broken hearts, I cried roads not taken, I cried because it’s Christmas.
And then Sweet Man said dinner was ready.
So I went back out, puffy eyed, and ate loaded baked potatoes with my menfolk.
I sipped some wine and ate a cookie. I told the boys to take showers and then I went to bed and slept a good 8 hours.
Sometimes you just have to surrender.
That's what I need to learn…..surrender everything to HIM!