When everyone goes around the table saying they're thankful for the amazing meal you smile internally because you're the one who cooked it.
When you just have to take a moment and appreciate how far you’ve come.
“All done!” you used to shout to Grandpa, proud that you’d poured all the eggnog without a spill. He’d look down at you with a smile and remind you, “Don’t forget the Nutmeg.”
The weather turns and it's like a switch goes off. From now until spring you can call me Mrs. Grinch.
Shopping on the impressively cluttered sales rack and still managing to find the perfect hidden gem. #Winning