I feel like I've lost a year.
Halloween wasn't the same. We didn't even carve pumpkins, which is something that Dan and I have done since we started dating. We did make it to the pumpkin patch, but it still wasn't the same.
Thanksgiving wasn't the same. I didn't get to cook Thanksgiving dinner. We spent the last two years at home starting our own traditions. I was looking forward to Kellen's first Thanksgiving in our home as a continuation of those traditions.
Christmas isn't the same. It is still the plan to spend Christmas in the new house... even though we won't have carpet or hardwood yet. But had we been in our house, we would have a Christmas tree up by now. We have no Christmas tree (and nowhere to put it in the rental even if we did). The ornaments I have managed to collect (or have been given) sit in a box in the garage. The usual joy I find in buying Christmas presents and wrapping them (I LOVE wrapping gifts) isn't there. It just feels like an obligation.
This is usually my favorite time of year, from September to December. We should be in the house by the end of January, and we will start to reclaim our lives. Even so, I feel like it won't be the same until next year, when we are able to celebrate the holidays... in our home.
Thanks to all who have sent recipes and emailed me in the last week or so. I really enjoy getting those emails... from people I've met and from those I haven't. The best part of this whole situation has been the community of support and all the people we have met because of it. We hope that all those people (and all of you) will stay in touch with us as time passes.