We decorated for Christmas last night. As I watched my three kids put ornaments on the tree I was filled with joy and gratitude for being so incredibly blessed. Christmas two years ago was bittersweet. Layla’s adoption was finalized on December 23rd. It was the best Christmas present we could have gotten, but it was so hard to be so close to holding her in our arms and yet Christmas morning all we had was a stocking with her name on it. Last year at our Christmas Eve service, I stood there crying as I held Layla in my arms remembering the previous year. This is a season that will always remind me of how blessed I am to have my kids. And that they are all under one roof. And that we have a house filled with love. Lots of chaos, but even more love.