Christmas Day
Today’s pause: holiday lights, a warm pour, and a still moment just for us.
Today was Christmas… and honestly, all I wanted was a day of absolutely nothing.
No rushing. No pretending. No performative joy. Just home.
I woke up next to my fiancé, or better said the dogs woke me a bit too early, the house still dark except for the glow of the tree and the sound of our three dogs starting their own Christmas celebration. I let them out, turned on the oven and took a breath.
We had no real plans today unless you say sweatpants, coffee, and Netflix Christmas movies count. If thats the case, we crushed it.
The dogs kept the house lively in their usual chaotic way, somehow making everything feel both louder and softer at the same time. Later in the morning we exchanged gifts. A quiet emotional moment that reminded me why I choose him every day. These are the moments I look forward to the next 30 years.
This morning coffee became my ritual. I did it the old fashioned way, the way my grandmother would do it back in DR warming the milk stovetop, pouring in the coffee over slowly, allowing myself to slow down with it. Grandma may have been onto something with that ritual.
In the oven I slow-cooked a traditional pernil. This normally reserved for big family gatherings, but today it was just us. Our little family building its own traditions. That one meal grounded me in a way I didn’t expect.
And the rest of the day?
Nothing. Beautiful, intentional nothing.
So much of my life right now is movement. Building businesses. Building a brand. Building a future. But today wasn’t about any of that. Today was about gratitude for what’s already here.
Today was about spending time with a man who chooses me.
Being in a home full of warmth and laughter.
Today was a day where the world felt far away and it was okay.
There’s something sacred about choosing stillness on a holiday filled with noise. Today was slow. Quiet. A calmness I needed.
A day of nothingness. A day of peace. A reminder that sometimes a ritual is simply coffee, a blanket, and Netflix with the person you love.
And maybe that’s enough.
Now I’m ending the night with a glass of wine as I write this, and the stillness feels perfect.
— Lexi