I turn off the news,
turn on the Christmas lights,
the Christmas tunes,
buy puppy treats for all the dogs,
watch Lunabella's eyes,
in awe at all the pretty colours.
At her age, life is only joy and hope,
and all good things.
We draw into our family bubbles,
snug and warm and safe inside,
set the worries aside for the new year.
At Christmas, there needs to be
good food and gathering together
It is traditional, our laughter,
as we remember
the old stories, and the faces
who are no longer here.
It is time to draw into our familial circle,
not look too far beyond the walls.
For today, and through Christmas,
it is time to "love what is left
*This quote is from an email from Hedgewitch, and the words have stuck with me. A pathway of light through this portentous time, when the big picture is too dark to look at, so we retreat to our well-lit homes and cheerful Christmas trees for a time out.
for Elizabeth Crawford's Creativity Challenge: Laughter. At our house, when we all get together, there is always cackling.