“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt, and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” ― Lewis Carroll
There’s a chill in the air, but our hearts are warm. We invite you to join us as we revel in the heartfelt moments and insightful experiences shared in our latest issue of Bella Grace.
“It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.” ― Mother Teresa
The holiday season is truly a magical time of year. Snow dusts the ground, colorful lights line the rooftops. Bustling cities are transformed into modern winter wonderlands.
But the true beauty of the holidays lies in the spirit of giving. We know it can sometimes be difficult to find the perfect gift for the different personalities in your life. We all want to give our loved ones something to show we thought especially about them, something they will treasure, something to reveal how much we cherish them dearly.
My life seems to be busier than ever these days.
Between long workdays, family obligations, and household chores, the days just fly by. While I used to look at a full calendar and feel pleased and even excited, I now feel a small sense of dread when I see all the squares in my planner filled up.
“When we focus on our gratitude, the tide of disappointment goes out and the tide of love rushes in.”
– Kristin Armstrong
My family has a Thanksgiving tradition where we go around the table and everyone says the one thing they are most grateful for this year. It’s a time of reflection for us all and usually sparks up a heartfelt conversation that brings us closer together.
As I was thinking over the one thing I would share this year, I realized this was next to impossible. There are countless things I am thankful for and each one, big or small, deserves acknowledgement.
“Beware the barrenness of a busy life.” — Socrates
Preparing for a trip recently, I found myself overwhelmed with an especially long to-do list.
As I plowed through each task, diligently checking off the completed items, it suddenly occurred to me that many activities I consider essential — the kind that make my heart glad — never get jotted down the way that stop the mail or water the plants do.