A Night to Remember

This year was far from the Christmas that we’d planned with my family but it was still full of so many blessings. I’m incredibly grateful to have been able to witness a beautiful Latin midnight mass. The large church was packed with people in their Christmas finery, men in suits and women in veils, who had braved the negative temperatures outside to participate in this reverent Catholic mass.

Hunting for the Perfect Tree

Although I am a happy Hoosier and have embraced life in the Midwest, I will always be a mountain girl at heart. Every year growing up, shortly after Thanksgiving, my family would strap on our snowshoes and set off into the Colorado wilderness to find the perfect Christmas tree. There were of course the obligatory snowball fights and sledding runs that came with each of these outings before we were ready to head home with the tree secured in the back of my dad’s pickup.

I may be far from Colorado and those stunning mountains but I’m so blessed to have found a husband who is happy to help me keep beloved family traditions like this alive. We might not need snowshoes or sleds this year but even in the Midwest we can still go hunting for the perfect tree.

God’s Beautiful Creation

In addition to being newly and devoutly Catholic, I’m also constantly amazed by all the color and beauty in the world, particularly in nature. I grew up hiking and camping in Colorado and Utah and developed an amateur photography habit over the years in an effort to capture all the everyday miracles that God has blessed my life with. I hope these moments brighten your day with the same joy that I felt when collecting them. Today’s photos are some irresistible fall blooms that caught my eye on a cool evening stroll with my husband.