I spent most of today—about 10 hours—in a van with my mum, husband, brother and his awesome girlfriend. I’m feeling a bit sore, but nothing too bad. It will be followed by another eight to ten hours in the van tomorrow, something that, despite how well I’ve been feeling lately, makes me really nervous. We’re driving to Ontario to see my dad’s side of the family, then after Christmas we’re going to head to Quebec to see my mum’s family before finally heading back home.
I am so thrilled to be able to go see my extended family; I haven’t seen most of them since either my wedding two years ago or Christmas two years ago—some of them even longer. And I am so thrilled that I am feeling better, that my family won’t see me the way I was three weeks ago: barely able to function. I’m so grateful for this chance to see them and to be able to fully experience and participate in everything that’s happening. I think that’s the best Christmas present I could have received.