The lights that adorned this page have been taken down. Christmas, a white one this year with a fluffy inch or so on the grassy surfaces, is ending..
The annual buildup and energy to the biggest holiday of the year is finished.
365 more days to go until the next budget busting seasonal fanfare.
The whirlwind amount of unwrapping makes the hours worth of work seem futile.
But this year, my son still believes. His honest and true 6-year-old heart is beautiful. The joy he brings his family is incredible. The youth and vigor in which he faces like is inspiring.
I hope you have inspiration as these 535,600 minutes of 2017 come to an end..
And in ’18?
I hope we all experience a season of love.
And believe…..
Hope.
Hope springs eternal.