A Quick Decision

I hope you are all doing well and having a wonderful holiday season, finding your own ways to enjoy it.

I was taking a walk in a near-by park yesterday afternoon, when I came upon this lovely wreath on the side of the trail.  Someone had loosely laid down some dry, white roses and cranberries on the snow, and framed them with pine needles.


Lovely, isn’t it?  There was something so sincere and beautiful about it, I wondered about who had created it and when.


It is hard to believe that the year of 2015 is coming to an end.  It has not been an easy year – I recently lost my father.

There is so much I could write about, so much that I have been wanting to share.  The truth is, though, until mid-February, I won’t have much time.  So, I’ve had to make a decision:  Do I abandon blogging (at least until mid-February), or do I share very quick (and somewhat random) posts for the next while?

I’ve decided to try for the quick posts.  Some posts will be light-hearted, some will share interesting info and links, and some will deal with the deeper topics that we all face in different ways.  A show and tell of sorts that will reflect… life.  I am looking foward to sharing.

Take good care, and thanks so much for stopping by.

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Carina Spring

Hi! So glad you stopped by my little blog, where I joyfully embrace creativity. Here, at Home... hurrah!, I celebrate the beauty and depth of everyday moments, explore what life has to teach us, and share some of the interesting things I see and learn along the way. Thanks for the visit!

10 thoughts on “A Quick Decision”

  1. Loosing a parent can be so hard, even if we loose them when we are older. So sorry to hear you went through this.
    Blogging should not add stress to your life, as you wrote, sharing here is a way to enhance your life. Short posts are just fine.
    I really like the wreath you found. Such thoughtful thing for somebody to do… To leave such gift for others to find.

    1. Hola Mila! Yes, there was something generous in the way that wreath was left, like a gift to others. Thank you for visiting and for the kind words. Truly, losing a parent is a hard experience, even when one is already an established adult. You take good care. Xo

  2. Yes, the wreath feels special to me too. I hope it gave you a measure of comfort. Thanks for sharing it at any rate.
    I’m sorry for your loss, and best wishes for a better, easier year ahead.

    1. Hi Jay, thank you for stopping by, I really appreciate the kind comment. It is interesting the things that give us comfort at times of loss – like the wreath, and also the memories. Take care, Jay. Xo

  3. What a beautiful surprise to find on your walk! And my sympathies on the loss of your father. I usually read your blog on my newsfeed, and today when I came over to leave a comment, I noticed your tagline and read your about page. Definitely some things I relate to 🙂 I am looking forward to your short posts, sometimes brief yet poignant has a great impact.

  4. Than you for the post. How beautiful those roses and cranberries are. I look forward to your quick posts, but if you don’t blog for a while, I shall still be thinking of you. Wishing you health, happiness, success and lots of fun in 2016. xx

  5. Dear Carina, I’m so so sorry about your father. I’ve never lost someone I love at Christmas time. That must make it even harder. I know you miss him dearly. The wreath you came upon in the woods is beautiful, and somehow I think it was meant for you to find. A gift. I wonder if it was a memorial for someone else who passed away. I’m glad for your quick decision, and I look forward to staying connected no matter how long (or short) the posts. XOXO

    1. Dear Allie, thank you so much for the comforting comment – I truly appreciate it. I wondered the same thing about the wreath – if it was a memorial, or had some other special meaning – it felt like someone had laid it down with a lot of love. Take care, I hope you are enjoying the last days of December 2015. Xoxo

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