First married Christmas

We’re spending Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with Brian’s family.

We did this last year, too, and while Brian’s family is wonderful, it was tough for me. There were lots of tears, as the 27 Christmases prior to that one had been spent with my own family.

But this year is different. There are no tears. I’m actually having an incredible time.

It’s not that I don’t miss my family (I do, Mom!!!). It’s just that, this year, I’m here with my husband– this wonderful man who has taken me as his forever. I could go anywhere with this man. I feel like, with him by my side, I can do anything.

So, first married Christmas is here. No tears. Only laughter and love (and gagging sounds from everyone watching us). Oh– and maybe a white Christmas… I’ll keep you posted 😉