Nearly Like a Picture Print
While December makes us all want to see the world through Christmas colored glasses, the downside is that we get our knickers in a bunch when something happens to make our family-friend diorama look less than Currier and Ives perfect. Given, perfidy hurts, especially when it’s an inside job. But here’s the neat thing. EVERYTHING in life is about perspective. Time, distance, the angle and sometimes just a keen eye for finding beauty everywhere can switch on Hurt’s very own healing properties. Yes, this month I got b…lindsided and my Christmas colored glasses flew off. But; I have experienced the magical kindness of stranger-friends, been carried in difficult moments, cheered on in achievement and mercilessly spoiled for my birthday (sogar ein Herz-zopf habe ich bekommen!!). I even got a special-delivery belated Thanksgiving dinner delivered to my empty fridge when I returned home (her mom even made pie!). Most of all, I have been able to sow seeds of love and friendship as well as reaping the benefits thereof. In all this and more I have been repeatedly reminded that I am loved and a part of a wonderful circle of friends and family–the lasting kind.
Life is a road full of diverging paths. Sometimes family doesn’t feel like the Cleavers and some friendships aren’t meant to last forever. But those relationships that persevere make up the tapestry of our lives, there to drape us in warmth and comfort. During this Advent and Christmas season, I am thankful for many things but bountiful moments spent with family and friends are the wonderful gifts I treasure the most.
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Life happens. One minute it’s blue skies and smooth sailing, the next minute a squall hits and you’re paddling furiously just to stay afloat. It’s kind of like the andante movement of the symphony bleeding into the allegro molto except there’s no sheet music to follow and no preemptory pause before the next movement begins. Life happens suddenly, leaving you there, in this boat, terrified, wondering which way to shore. Hopefully you recognize it. The only way not to succumb to the overwhelming sense of fear, dread, loneliness or whatever it is that your storm brings, is to find your happy place. For the God folks, it’s “think about whatever is good, pure, lovely”.