The Halls Are Decked

I am going to go ahead and let these pictures speak for themselves. I love my home always, but I especially love it during the holidays. My biggest hope for these comings months is always the same when it comes to my children. I hope Christmas will mean to them what it always meant to me. Sure as kids we got excited for the gifts, what kid doesn't. However, growing up, for me and my sisters it was so much more than that. It was the traditions, the magic, the festivities, the parties, the family, the food, the music, the secrets, and of course the beauty of our home that truly invited that Christmas spirit. My mom has a gift that is for sure. I still to this day enter her home and feel the magic of this time of year just seep out of it. She made the holidays truly magical and I will always hold those Christmas's shared with her close to my heart. They are what I am trying so hard to recreate for my children.

I hope someday, more than anything that my boys will look back on the Christmas's shared with me and their dad and it will feel them with warmth. I hope they will remember the spirit that abided in our home, especially during these sacred months of thankfulness, gratitude, and giving. I hope they will always remember the true meaning behind this time of year and do their best to cultivate it.

Enough said.


































May you all feel the warmth and coziness of your homes throughout this holiday season. There's no place like home, am I right?