That glossy film is my Christmas Spirit. Negativity is deflecting off my crystal shield; nothing but light is getting through. I can't stop singing those corny Christmas tunes -- not even at the office. my poor cubemates It's a magical time, if we let it be. I live in a cocoon of love and I am trying to make like a butterfly to spread the joy.
After I left my dad's visit I was overcome with gratitude. It's hard to watch him be vulnerable -- and only because this territory he is navigating is foreign to him; and it shows. But to see his unwavering determination is inspiring and reminds me of the great space he occupies in my life. My heart is full and I am grateful to have him with us.
T'is a season of joy and giving ... and I want to sing it from the rooftops ... it's a wonderful life.
It's a wonderful life indeed and we have much to be grateful for.
ReplyDeleteI am even grateful for the holiday music that comes from your side of the cube :)
xoxo
Jen
Lyn! I have missed you. While my work hiatus has been wonderful, I seemed to have taken an unintentional blogging one as well. Thank you for visiting and leaving such a lovely comment. <3
ReplyDeleteGlad the season is upon you and that your heart is full. Merry Christmas! And thanks for always seeing the world through such beautiful eyes.