23.5 reasons for the season.
In my email yesterday there was spam with the subject line "Don't go round the bend." Its arrival was timely, and gave me a sorely needed laugh at its appropriateness to the last few weeks.
For the first time in far too many years, I have a smidge of love and even enthusiasm in my heart for the holiday season, so I am thumbing my nose at the universe's recent campaign to grinch me out. Tonight I will go home and write cards, wrap gifts, and maybe bake some cookies. I will remember the people I love, and who love me, those who are here and those who are gone, and I will light a candle for me and for them on this longest night of the year. And I will celebrate that it only gets brighter from here on in.
Love and light to one and all on this winter Solstice.
For the first time in far too many years, I have a smidge of love and even enthusiasm in my heart for the holiday season, so I am thumbing my nose at the universe's recent campaign to grinch me out. Tonight I will go home and write cards, wrap gifts, and maybe bake some cookies. I will remember the people I love, and who love me, those who are here and those who are gone, and I will light a candle for me and for them on this longest night of the year. And I will celebrate that it only gets brighter from here on in.
Love and light to one and all on this winter Solstice.