MY HEART IS SO FULL...

Christmas itself -- going back to my mother's after twenty years of living my own life, with all my siblings who have been knuckling under and getting used to it for twenty years in the interim -- was a bit of a trial.

Too much of so much and so little of much else, I suppose.

But yesterday afternoon my children came, and drove back with me, and are here for several days, and all I can say is that I am counting my blessings. Especially the first three. Oh, God, the contrast between darkness and the dawn.

Hang in there, my friends.
Here's hoping the new year brings new hope and new life.

God knows the old hope and the old life are worn pretty thin...

God bless you all.
Each and every one.
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