Looking in two directions…at once

Pine needles are strewn over the floor, Christmas decorations are being neatly (or not so neatly) put away, tears roll down the cheeks of the kids, goodbye to Christmas? Never! I kiss the foreheads of my Nutcrackers and roll them up in the old Christmas tree skirt, the Christmas CD’s are still out, waiting for the day when they too will collect dust till next year. All those things feel like they still have a dim magic about them, that will grow and grow till next year. Continue reading

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