Home for the Holidays

Despite my career and travels, I have been so fortunate to never miss a Christmas at home with my family.  

Whenever I'm driving from the airport and see the wide open spaces and mountains for the first time, I know I'm home.

My mom makes our house turn into a Christmas sanctuary.  Seriously, look at this!  It is like out of a Norman Rockwell painting.

This year, we were so lucky to have all four of our high school bffs home at once.  Being able to catch up all together is so incredible - I love these ladies.

This year, the Fletcher culinary adventure was a Christmas Eve turducken.  Which actually was delicious.

I CANNOT miss an annual viewing of Its a Wonderful Life.

Playing Christmas carols by chime with the ladies.  Look at how amazing they are!

A little snow shoveling, reminding myself I'm an Idaho gal.

Its become an annual tradition to meet my sister in law's family at a cabin in the mountains after Christmas.  This is the beautiful drive up to McCall, Idaho

Snowshoeing with my mama.

Mountain rendezvous with these adorable snow bunnies (cannot tell you how much I love my brother and sis in law)

My brother did a very good job finding a family to marry into.  We adore them.

Our little cabin and not so little icicles  

Sibling love

No trip home could be complete without Grandma's caramel corn

I am a blessed gal.  

Its Christmastime in the city...

The holiday spirit was alive and well in 2012.

A few highlights of celebrations leading up to the holidays:

A few of my dear girlfriends and I ran the Christopher Martin Christmas 5k.  

Ok, ok.  If you know me, you know that was a blatant lie.  I walked.  Not even speed walked, just walked.  And I was still sore afterward.  Don't tell.  Favorite part?  3.1 miles of catching up with fabulous friends, and a morning of being out in the community for an amazing cause.

Our office had a 'festive' holiday attire party, which ended in bowling. 

Photoboothing it up at a friend's holiday party:

Tim and I took a little post-work excursion into NYC to see Christmastime in the city - and it didn't disappoint.

Rockefeller Center

St. Paul's Cathedral choir rehearsing for Christmas Eve mass - impossible not to tear up.  SO SO beautiful

Dancing on the big piano at FAO Schwartz

Make your own muppet center?!

December 21, 2012 - just in case, we toasted.

PS - we made it

the weary world

my heart joins everyone across the country and globe this weekend as being collectively broken over the lives taken at sandy hook elementary on friday.

newtown is only about 30 miles north of where i work, and though proximity doesn't add or subtract from the intensity of the horror or grief over the situation, it certainly shook me to know how very close to home this all is, and even outside of the news coverage, it has been impossible to forget as it is in the conversations of every person around me, many of whom know someone in newtown.

one of the great and simple lessons i have learned through the journey of my life and career is that children are children everywhere the same.  their laughter, joy, innocence is the same regardless of culture, language, religion, economic level or skin tone.  and the loss of a child is a collective loss of everyone, because in every child there is infinite potential, potential for them to create, to lead, to teach, to travel or put down roots, to create another generation, to change the course of what is ahead.

there is no way to understand this, nor be able to conceive of the loss of the families, the community, and all of us for being robbed of the potential of those 26 lives, so i offer up my broken heart in unity with everyone.  

may this holiday season be a new morning for the weary and grieving, and a chance for us to get our arms around the people we love and give thanks.

"a thrill of hope the weary world rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

Fall on your knees.. o hear the angel voices."