The empty nest.

This Saturday evening is not the same as the last. I was not drowned in holiday delight, and nearly glowing with anticipation of my family's arrival. No, in fact, it was very, very different.

This Saturday evening, I sat staring at the carpet that is no longer covered in toys. The dolly that no longer has a mother. A kitchen that no longer smells of freshly baked pumpkin bread or sparkle with sugar-covered goodies. I could not hear the laughter of the little kids, or the yelping of a tortured little dog.

Yes, you guessed it, my family has all gone. They have journeyed back to California, St. George, Arizona, and though it is only 25 minutes away, American Fork even feels too far. Everyone with different jobs, different homes, different lives. And as I watched the hugs and kisses, the exchange of I love you's, and the last of the cars pull away, I stood in front of a house that was now a little bit more full.

Wait, wait, wait....full? Yes. Full. Full of new memories, more memories. Memories that I will forever cherish. This week was the highlight of my holiday season. And honestly, I don't think it could have been any better. There is nothing like hearing my niece, with tears in her eyes say, "but I don't want to go, I want to play with Rachel." Or, my nephew in desperation cry, "I want to sleep in Rachel's bed." No, nothing can compare to the way I feel when I hear that from a 3 year old little boy, or 5 year old little girl. Or when I hold my 3 month old niece and see her bright eyes, and a smile of sheer joy spread across her face..and then watch her silently slip into peaceful slumber. Perfect in my arms.

These little memories are ones that will carry me through this Christmas season, knowing that no matter where we are scattered, there is a love between us that cannot be changed through distance.

So, yes my home is an empty nest overflowing with love and memories that will last an eternity. Amazing isn't it? I know. And I get to enjoy it everyday.