I'll take in the beauty of the almost full moon, rising over the San Gabriel mountains, over a church on the corner, the cross on it's roof bedecked with a wreath and sparkling with lights. I remember the joy inside those walls. I recall the hope that was embraced. Truly miraculous. I remember the lights over the streets in so many places - gatlinburg, northern tip of DC - crazy large lights, a Frosty figurine 20 feet tall. Trinkas Manor. Carol's blow to her noggin. Christmas cards under windshield wipers - a pathetic attempt to contact others. A gift from a friend, illuminating the cold dark season. An ornament, one of hundreds made in a living room - stuffed sock part, like a snowman. My green glittery box of ornaments, a stocking for 'scott'. KISS ALIVE II on 8-track, using headphones, while on the couch watching the christmas lights blink on the tree. the old box we always used for the nativity scene. The live nativity scene at the Washington Temple - while inside there were glorious displays in rich colors from places that have never had a white christmas. Andy and Charlotte hosting my sad butt for a few holidays in Germany. Making it home after bailing out of A&F one year - running north on I-81 and enjoying the new pavement - no construction delays, and not a lot of traffic the morning of the 25th. Driving to New York 4 years ago, to Mississippi 3 years ago.
the holidays. the year. what a way to wrap things up.
My wish is that this finds you ok. Contented, if not joyous. Making it through the days and planning on a brighter tomorrow. Not always easy to accomplish this time of year, but it is a heartfelt hope.
Peace, love and happiness.