Thought I wrote this on this very day last year, it might as well be from this morning. (If you replace play silks with cocoa mix anyway.) Right down to the sweater that looks like a scarf with arm holes, except this year it's sized for Pete, not Lupine.

And yet, what we have truly is enough. 

I was so proud of myself, being ahead of the game this season.

Albeit briefly.

I was feeling pretty smug when I started working on holiday gifts in November. (November! I. Know. It's radical.) (Don't talk to me about your calendar, you ladies who are knitting gifts in June.)

But then something happened. I think time accelerated. Yes, I'm certain that was it.

Because suddenly we're at the "last call for holiday gifts" stage at LüSa, my kids are pedal-to-the-metal on play dough and play silk orders that need to be filled this week, and I'm staring down a sweater that's little more than a scarf with armholes so far and needs to be wrapped and under the tree in two short weeks. Among other things.

Um.

Gasp.

So, yes. I'm falling a bit behind. (Surprise!) But sometimes that's just how it goes.

And I think perhaps it's inspiration to keep things simple this season. Because that's certainly a place I want to circle back to this year.

Less is more. Less is more. Repeat.

Because the house doesn't need to be exquisitely decorated, as long as the kids get to help put up our little wild spruce tree.

And the gifts don't need to be over the top, as long and they are thoughtfully chosen and given with love.

And one or two batches of holiday cookies? Whatever we have is enough. In every way.

Because we are together, and that matters most. We are safe, and for that I am so thankful. And our life is beyond abundant, regardless of how long our to-do list may be today.

Less is more. Less is more. Repeat.

Yes, December. No matter how fast you choose to go this year, I think we'll be just fine.

Indeed, we'll be so much more than fine.

Because whatever we have is enough.

In every way.

Originally posted in 2015.