They call it Christmas day tomorrow and tonight is Christmas Eve. I have to chuckle when I think of this Christmas thingy and how and when I came to believe this. As I brought my nephews out in the mall with my sister, I saw the decorations, the songs played, the faces of people, I love this beautiful dream. I marveled at how easily we all believe this Christmas story without even questioning it.
I love that I am alone at home on Christmas Eve. I love that I can’t find a story that would go against this solitary Christmas Eve. I see images of people counting down, families getting together. I also see how much stress some people have having to hold this beautiful picture for their loved ones.
I love that my peace doesn’t have to come from outside. And that no one can take that away from me.
Yes, Merry Christmas! I love this beautiful dream.