It is just after six in the morning.  Yesterday was a long day but the shopping is finished.  Now the wrapping must commence.   The grocery store is calling my name but I have to take a minute.

It’s Christmas Eve.  I have to take a minute and remember all the friends and family I have out there.  I have to sit here quietly and pray, the light from the monitor and the Christmas tree which is directly behind me all the light at this moment.

It’s Christmas Eve.  I have to think, as our days lengthen slowly, of the light that is coming into our world.  I have to think of the birth of Jesus.

It’s Christmas Eve.  I have to think of the mundane, the dinner menu for tomorrow.  Are there chances I will get a run in today?

It’s Christmas Eve.  I have to hustle and bustle.  I have preparations to make.  I have things to do.

If I do not get the second and third part of my holiday memories up until later, you will not all be disappointed.  Will you?  If I do not get the cookies rolled out, my children will not be hungry.  Will they?

Merry Christmas!