I admit to finding I have to dig deep for 'happiness and cheer' this year.
But their excitement was infectious. And though I found it emotional I was careful to guide their choice of music as we decorated the tree, which helped.
There is nothing like children to ensure the magic comes creeping in through every crack and crevice in spite of everything.
And that magic and excitement is a balm for the heart.
So, this morning there is snow on the mountains, something that is a rare treat here this time of year. And the promise of a white Christmas for some seems like a real possibility. And there is something wondrous and soothing about the sight of snow. A cleansing, heartening something.
And so, on this eve of the Winter Solstice, I'd like to dedicate this post to all of you who have lost someone dear this year gone by. May you find some solace this coming year.
'In this deep season of darkness and
introspection, seek the sun at midnight,
the rich treasures that lie in the lap of Winter.'