For the first time in years, we woke up to a white Christmas.
Santa came to town, filling the morning with excitement and wonder.
There were warm cinnamon rolls baking in the oven, scenting the house with comforting spice and sweetness.
This might be the best Christmas of my life, and it isn’t because of the presents. It feels like I’ve rediscovered the magic. I am deeply grateful to everyone who brought joy into my life this past year and to all of you who read How Sweet It Is every day.
Merry Christmas!