Christmas is a week away.
One. Week. Away.
I am still coming to grips with that.
But I am resolved to embrace it.
Events over the past few days have left my heart heavy.
The tragic losses in Connecticut have left a lump in my stomach.
Saturday morning brought the news that someone in my work community had finally lost her battle with cancer.
Saturday afternoon, as we were driving home from picking Runner Girl from college, my youngest daughter received a phone call that her boyfriend's father was taken from this earth tragically.
It just all seemed like too much.
When it came time to go get the tree, I begged off.
I was elbow deep in a batch of stollen.
A half-made batch of cookie dough was sitting in another mixing bowl near by.
The kitchen kind of looked like a tornado had run through it.
I was feeling angry and grumpy and just plain out of sorts. Everyone was rather patient with me. I probably didn't deserve it.
Frankly, I was sick of myself and knew that an attitude adjustment was in order.
So, I ordered one.
Instead of focusing on what was wrong in the world around me, I made a mental list of the things that were right.
Runner Girl is home for a month - and had a very successful first semester of college. Culinary Kid has turned a corner in her path to adulthood. We each have our health. All in all, life is good.
Today, the girls decorated the tree. And wrapped presents to put under it. Sugar cookies are cooling in the kitchen. And "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" is playing on TV.
What does all that have to do with Finnish Pulla?
Nothing, really; it was just "stuff" that's been running around in my head all day. Thank you for listening.
I made this bread a couple of weeks ago. The pulla dough was really lovely to work with. On the day I made it, I left my stand mixer in the pantry and opted to make it by hand. I recall the peacefulness of it all. While the rest of the house lay sleeping, I crushed the cardamom pods into fine powder with mortar and pestle - feeling a sense of calm. The rhythmic pattern of kneading soothed my soul.
Maybe, I should have made another batch of pulla this weeked?
I wish the best of holidays to everyone who will be celebrating over the coming week. I hope you each find your place of peace during this season of hustle and bustle.
This post participates in Tuesdays with Dorie. The recipe for Finnish Pulla can be found at the site of this week's host: Erin of The Daily Morsel.