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?