Well, for all our waiting, December pummeled us with snow. Snow and cold and sorrow and joy.

I’ve been a little lost in it all. The month started with an absolutely exhausting and heart rending visit to the refugee center. I’m forever changed, again and again, by courageous people and my need to do better.


The month also brought the most sacred sorrow. I found myself in the ICU with a little boy I dearly loved, holding his hand and thanking him for how he’s changed my life. His funeral was the day before Christmas Eve.

In between, there have been other storms intermingled with the snow blowing outside. There is no way to say how much Christmas meant to me this year. It was such a sad and beautiful Christmas. I love my little life, and I’m so grateful for my little family. I don’t know how to say it eloquently, but I just do.

3 Responses

  1. jamie

    I love you , my friend…and your precious family. You ae an elect lady~ <3

    January 10, 2017 at 8:57 pm

  2. jessie Richens

    So much love.

    January 21, 2017 at 3:06 pm

  3. Janene

    Ann, your photography is stunning. Such lovely prose too. Keep it up! :)

    March 13, 2017 at 5:30 am

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