I could have written about that.

Over the long holiday weekend I had at least one moment a day where I thought "I need to blournal this...."

Of course, I didn't end up doing any of those posts.

I could have written about how I wept when I talked to my family who was gathered at home in Idaho on Thanksgiving. How I missed them so much my heart hurt.

I could have written about how much I enjoyed spending time with my husband's extended family on Thanksgiving, and how thankful I was to be surrounded by such wonderful people to call my extended family.

I could have written about the secret someone very dear shared with me, and how that secret made me feel. (Okay, I actually could not have written about that secret...yet.)

I could have written about how helpless I felt when Little Bug had a sore throat and was miserable.

I could have written about how this holiday season feels so much different and more magical than last year. I could have written about how excited I am to share the holidays with my son and husband and feel the magic that comes during this time of year.

I could have written about putting the poinsettias out as my first Christmas decoration in honor of my Grandma. I could have written about how much I miss her and how much she meant to me.

I could have written about my computerless-Saturday night spent watching Underworld: Something About the Lycans or whatever while snuggling with my husband. How something about the light in our front room and the smell of our pine candle made the whole evening feel like something more than just an old movie at home.

I could have written about watching The Blind Side and all the thankful emotions it brought out.

I could have written about how proud I was that Little Bug started standing up on his own and how fun it was to cheer him on, Appa and my feet touching to create a protective diamond around our hard-working son.

I could have written about how proud I am that I have done the dishes and picked up the house every night for a week.

I could have written about how I tried to be a domestic goddess and make some yummy apple cider out of things I already had in my kitchen, and how it turned out moderately successful.

I could have written about how frustrated I was when I realized all the prepackaged Korean food I have been serving to my family has MSG, and how I will now have to start making my own...and how scary and daunting that is to me.

I could have written about how it feels to have a moment of kindness where you allow yourself to admit that you are a pretty good wife and mom.

I could have written about a lot of things in the last week....
but instead I just lived them and let them hide away to be blournaled another day.