December started out rough, not enough me to go around and few and futile helpers to do a gargantuan task of presenting parties, performances, and events- to please people and percolate pride.
I decided to confess. My heart and health were waning and panic and exhaustion had set in earlier than planned. I found myself in an ever crescendo-ing malaise, (translated: a Funk that wouldn't quit) and ultimately after a small tantrum/walkout I confessed it to my 2 fellow party people and pleasers. Joel and Dave.
I felt support, darkness lifted and with one small and important date with my boyfriend Christmas came. It had it's joy and glee, and for me... it truly was a Christmas Miracle.
I want to thank my Heavenly Father for knowing me. And my children and hubby for loving me. I hope I remember.We had good sports all around, laughter like crazy and helpers all. We loved the Spirit of it and the lessons learned, but those are for another day/post.