Another holiday is behind us. Some would say different, but we've gone through different before. Christmas seems to be that one holiday that measures "different." Every Christmases is a "first" for something: Age-appropriate gifts change through the years, Grandparents pass away, spouses enter, kids enter, kids believe in Santa, kids stop believing in Santa, kids leave for college or careers, parents pass, a virus shows up instead of Santa, . . .
At some point, it's time to take down the decorations. That's what we did this weekend at my Mother-in-law's and at our house. A lot of people decorate with enthusiasm and undecorate with a sense of sadness and emptiness. I don't know, I rather enjoy the undecorating part as well. It's an affirmation that this is a new year. A new opportunity to do and discover new things. To continue practicing this thing we call life.
Happy New Year!