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December 17, 2014 | 12 Comments

Candles and tree

The den was dark by four. My mood fell slightly after. Solstice is on the way. Soon, the light returns, and with it, the hope that is most palpable as a new calendar is hung. For now, we just do the next thing we know to do. In the space between daytime chores and kitchen floors, I rest. Candles are lit. Tree lights glow. Matt Nathanson’s song, Little Victories, is on repeat. The puppy is wedged between my right hip and the arm of the chair while the cat glares from the long sofa. I remember to breathe, between sips of spiced rum and egg nog. Breathe. Breathe.

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  1. I read your post as I sat in the kitchen, waiting for the biscuits to come out of the oven. I listened to the song, looked out at my Branson darkness, heard the sleet hit the windows, and sent you love without limit. I hope you feel me with you! xoxo

  2. Sometimes Angie, the smallest triumph gets us through the day. I needed a reminder to breath today and the song is just beautiful…thank you. Sending love your way my friend xxx

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