Thanks to Maui Jim for sponsoring this memory… (giveaway below)
The older I get, the more I appreciate moments of intention. Perhaps it stems from being in the middle of a particularly frenzied season – an active baby weaving underfoot as I navigate the workload of an entrepreneur while attempting to carve out a life that reflects the creative spirit our family seeks. As a result, my holiday wish lists doesn’t consist of things, but of events. There isn’t a price tag or retailer in sight, and instead, it’s riddled with hopes of laughter and warmth and sunshine.
Two weeks ago, we headed to the west coast – our former hometown of Los Angeles – to get away. I had a work commitment at Disneyland, and although it was tempting to fly out for the day and return home on a red-eye to get back to work/routine, Ken and I decided to celebrate the holiday season early with the friends we love. We hopped a few planes with Bee and threw ourselves into a whirlwind of intention – eating cronuts on the beach, roasting marshmallows in backyard fire pits, sipping coffee al fresco while the little ones made mudpies and mayhem at our feet.
It was everything we needed. It was change and exhilaration and spontaneity and all of that highly-celebrated carpe diemness. And it was hard. Traveling with babies is never easy, leading a parade through airports and highways and hotels of bottles-blankets-diapers-car seats-strollers-travel cribs and all things bulky and heavy, amen. But it’s the good kind of hard. It’s the kind of hard where you sleep better at night, exhausted from carrying the weight of the day, but the promise of adventure. The kind that makes you crave the return of the everyday – the mundane of your surroundings. The kind that makes you endlessly grateful for the life you’re leading, the life you’re creating.
California was just one of many holiday gifts Ken and I are giving each other this year. High on our wish list are many things: grace and time and relaxation and comfort, gratitude and creativity and patience. But the sunny days of the west coast? It was the perfect marker to jumpstart this season of gift-giving.
Maui Jim has a fun campaign at the moment, Share the Wow. It’s about gift-giving and people and moments and friends and the realization that Wow exists in the everyday – if we’re looking for it. And this season, I’m looking. Because, as it turns out, there is Wow in cronuts and campfires and California. There is Wow in daughters and dads and Disneyland. There is Wow in waves and waffles and wonder. There is Wow in reunions and rental cars and radiant mornings.
There is Wow all around us, but sometimes, it can only be illuminated by a week’s worth of sunshine.
Image Credits: My dear husband
p.s. Want to win your own sunnies? Share the best holiday gift you’ve ever received in the comment section below and I’ll gift one lucky winner a pair of your own Wow-inducing shades. Happy early holidays, friends!