All our family visitors have gone home. The kitchen has been emptied of sweet treats that were delicious but too tempting for my own good. The laundry is busy washing towels and sheets, and the wrapping paper and glitter and cookie crumbs have been vacuumed up. The house looks neat again.
It's quiet. Very quiet.
I'm so very grateful for the last ten days of family visitors. Christmas isn't really Christmas to me unless my kids are here with some extra family too. (I know that's a going to be a problem next year, when my son won't be coming home for the holiday, but we'll figure that out next year.)
I've loved having everyone here. Now that they're all gone, I'm left with memories of our good times together and pictures of their smiling faces. It's a sweet deal.
I'm so grateful for all of my blessings this holiday season, but most of all, family.
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