Just thinking about how blessed I am. I've had several wonderful invitations to join family and friends at a distance for Christmas this year. Family in Michigan, Texas, friends in California and a couple of other places opening their hearts and doors to include me knowing that this is a particularly poignant time for me. How much I love them, not only for the invitations, but for the understanding that this year is one I'm not yet ready to share, one I need to spend at home...very possibly alone.
There is a magic sometimes in the quiet; a meeting of heart and soul that allows cherished memories to swirl and dance, to intertwine and caress the spirit, not sadly, but with all the revisited joy they held when they were originated. There is magic sometimes in the quiet.
I think this is the season for that for me. I'm looking forward to it.