Being quiet.  Hearing the sounds of Christmas morning.

Coffee brewing.  Eggs sizzling.  Maybe snow falling. Laughter.  Shrieks of happiness, or tears of bittersweet moments.

Going inside and letting our spirit have the day off…no worries, no daytimers, no sense of urgency.

Not always possible, but a goal to try to reach.

Cardinal in the Snow

 

Can we do it?  Really turn the noise of our lives off for one day, even just one morning?

I’m sure going to try.  Because I really believe if I don’t do this, I’m not refiling the tank I need to run on most of the time.

I like to repeat some traditions that make me think of those who are no longer on this planet.  And I like to do a few new things, just to keep the day fresh.  It’s a time when being over 50 is a good thing, because I think every year that goes by I can truly enjoy the day more without getting too caught up in gifts, price tags, and so on.

I know there are many who dread this day.  They’ve lost someone. They’ve lost their incomes and homes.  They have lost hope.  Their pain is real, and if they really believe everyone else is joyful, it’s even harder.

I’ve had a few Christmases filled with heartbreak.  Yet I remain stubbornly convinced if I look for it, I can find a miracle in Christmas that can lift me out of any dark hole.

Wherever you are in your life, I hope your day is one filled with peace and hope.  Merry Christmas!

“This is the message of Christmas:  we are never alone.”

           Taylor Caldwell