As I sit here listening to Christmas music, looking at the tree, I reflect on the last week. It's been a busy time of holiday gatherings punctuated with moments of quiet solitude. The gift of Christmas for me this year is realizing the beauty of those quiet moments.
The holiday music station has been playing jazzy Christmas music - Etta James, Dave Brubeck, etc... And I can't help but think of Mike sitting in his spot enjoying the music.
It's been a different Christmas, but strangely the same. What changed, besides the obvious, was me and the way I chose to perceive the Christmas season. A time of nostalgia, gifts given, opportunities to help strangers, and dark nights punctuated with holiday lights everywhere I go.
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