One week into December and I'm not scrambling to get things done. That is something of a miracle. Lest you think I'm bragging, I'm not. It's not that I'm so organized or have it all together. It's that I've learned to let some things go.
I've learned a few things over the years. I don't have to do everything that my friends do. Nor do I have to create the "perfect Christmas."
What I want to create is a Christmas of memories. I want my husband and children and grandchildren to remember that I love them. I want my friends to know that I am there for them. I want Heavenly Father to know that I'm doing my best to obey His commandments.
So, for today, I am grateful for letting go of things.