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On January 27, Lee and I planned for an Ice Cream Formal to celebrate one entire year alcohol free. We did it up pretty big – hired a DJ for the event and had my mom secure a place with a gym so that we would have plenty of room for a dance floor and tables and chairs. We invited all of our friends and family – those who supported us throughout our journey and love us dearly.

Listen, I am a pretty positive person – like I am proud of that about me. Typically, I can take just about anything thrown at me, digest it and find some sort of good. There’s a reason for it – God has it. I just need to put it all in His hands and trust Him.

She follows me around everywhere and talks my ear off. She stops me in the hallway if I seem rushed or frazzled and tells me that I need a “Reagan hug.” And every time she does that, I always do. She reminds me to stop, slow down and rest for a minute.

Well, we are almost halfway through January now, so I can’t help but wonder how those New Year resolutions are going for everyone. Almost two work weeks in, have you hit the gym as promised, packed your lunch with healthy foods every day, or opened that Bible every morning and read?

How do you like your eggs? The year 2023 has been a journey for me – one that includes learning a lot about myself — ironically enough, when it comes to eggs.

Happy Birthday, Jesus. That’s what the sign on my door reads. The sign that I walk past every single day during the Christmas season. Jesus. The reason for the season. No, the reason for every season — for everything.

I have always heard that accepting a gift from a child is the best thing because it is usually all that they have to give. But, let’s be honest, when a kid is in a field of dandelions and hands you the 15th one, it doesn’t always feel like it is all that they have to give.

When was the last time you went Christmas caroling? Or when was the last time you had carolers show up at your door? Before this past weekend, I cannot even remember the last time I experienced it. Actually, I am not even sure I had ever caroled before – maybe in Girl Scouts as a little girl. Maybe.

Well, it’s that time again. The time that I have dreaded over and over the past 8 years. The nightly expectations, the nightly creativity, the nightly remembering; It is time that the darn Elf comes back.

“In everything give thanks,” 1 Thessalonians 5:18. Tis the season, right? Thanksgiving – a time to give thanks for all the amazing parts of our lives. Which, for me — and most of us, is super easy. I can name many things right off the bat that I am so very thankful for – my kiddos, my parents, my sisters – my extended family, Lee, my house, my job – you know, all the good things!