As a child I couldn't wait for Christmas to come. I would stalk those presents under the tree, gently shaking the boxes trying to guess what was inside. This year as my children do the same I find myself waiting. . . with great anticipation for what will be a wonderful gift of sorts. A new home. We have been, and continue to wait patiently. Well, truth be told I am actually somewhat impatient . . for our house to come through. I just keep hearing the lyrics from that Tom Petty song over and over in my head. "The waiting is the hardest part." I do vow to remain optimistic that with the new year will come many wonderful changes for myself and my family. We have waited this long and I'm sure I can wait a few weeks longer. In the mean time I will go on singing my song and planning for our new home.