Thursday, December 24, 2015

Christmas Eve

Photo: Obara

It's late on Christmas Eve and I just opened the front door to take a peek outside. The street feels so close and cozy as house lights are still lit up all along the street. I get a sense of where the mostly full moon is shining, although the night sky, afloat with frosted glitter, is hazy and muted.

A neighbour two doors down stands out in front of his house all bundled up -- maybe he's watching for Christmas. Or letting the dog out. We wave and call out "Merry Christmas" to one another. I can see my breath. All is calm, all is still.

Even though I was feeling quite weary after a busy day, in the twinkling of a second, I feel alive and well in my soul. I can go to bed with a smile on my face and Christmas in my heart, for it just whooshed in on the frosty air.

Merry Christmas, Everyone, and to all a good night!
Sweet dreams,

1 comment:

  1. Just got home from midnight mass. We sang our cantata, just the music part, before midnight mass started at 11:00 p.m. It's cold and crisp out there, but I thought it was rather lovely. The lights were off on our block. Merry Christmas, Bren!


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