Thursday, December 25, 2025

there's still my joy for Christmas day

A red candelabra, ghosts and longing, learning a new game, wheelchair transports, work, buying slippers for a dying mother, food and great people, deep sorrow and a love that grows for every year. 

There is no snow. And I probably don't need more than three hyacinths in the house.

One tiny child can change the world
One shining light can show the way
For all my tears, for what I've lost
There's still my joy
There's still my joy
For Christmas day
(Indigo Girls)

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