Every Christmas we get our fair share of holiday cards from people that we are lucky to have in our lives. A time where friendship and family really shine and come together to celebrate love.
This year is especially important for me because my family decided to make the trip up to San Francisco and spend it with me. With a year that’s been a whole lot of adjustment, the fact that they made the trip to be with me brings me so much happiness it brings me to overwhelming tears (in my defense, I’m also hormonal). My sister and I built a gingerbread house (a first for this family), we borrowed a table and chairs from my awesome in-laws (an apartment in SF isn’t made for dinner parties) and made the traditional Mexican Christmas meal consisting of lomo (pork loin), carrot salad and ponche (the best punch you could ever have). It’s also the first Christmas where we are combining the two families and doing Christmas Eve as well as Christmas Day.
I also think about the friends I’ve made here. Most being transplants to the Bay Area, we’ve bonded over life in San Francisco, the trials and tribulations of finding work and being away from family. They have been my saving grace in adjusting life without my family in another state. This Christmas I’m so thankful for them.
To this blog, this year has brought new posts about being pregnant and living in the city. I am grateful to the readers who decide to comment, like the posts and even share to others. This is my creative outlet and I love being able to share my experiences and thoughts with anyone willing to read.
Merry Christmas everyone, and as one of my favorite Christmas cards said: “Remember to love above all things”