“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

12.23.2008

A magical Christmas

This sweet little cat sitting
under my Christmas tree is last year's Christmas card.
I don't know who took her picture,
but she looked like Lily
&
she looked like magic.

I believe she may have been.
It's been a magical year.

There have been owls & cardinals & pink sugar cookies,
trees with toppings of white frothy flowers
&
treasure hunts in the summer heat.
There have been hurricanes
&
talk of storms & dreams & shadows.
There have been losses,
and more on their way,
and wishes for more time,
but there has also been the true heart knowledge
that this is the way of the world.
There have been leaves in the wind,
robins in nests,
handprints of silver
&
the joys of the everyday sidewalk.

I will be busy tomorrow.
Gifts to be wrapped,
last minute magic for Christmas Eve.
Lots of blue paper & white ribbon,
chocolates & Christmas carols
&
dinner & dessert
& laughter with my family.
Then home.
Silence,
perhaps an old movie on t.v.,
Maggie cuddling next to me on the couch.
Then later,
late,
a neighborhood stroll
to admire the lights.

Tonight?
Tonight
I say Merry Christmas to you all.
To you who have welcomed me
with arms open wider
than I could have ever
imagined or wished for.
My other family.
My companions on this journey.
sleep in heavenly peace

8 comments:

  1. You write so beautifully I am just astounded every time! I'm back in town and making the rounds. I wish for you a much warmer and very happy holiday for you and yours.
    Brenda

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  2. And the journey shall continue into the future...hand in hand.
    Have a Blessed Christmas my friend.

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  3. See, you're a writer and a phographer/artist. There are no limits on the things that you can occomplish. I am honored to be a companion for your journey and I am blessed to have you for my journey. Have a very blessed Christmas...

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  4. You have captured what the meaning of Christmas really is here. Enjoy your time with family and friends! Merry Christmas!

    xoxo

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  5. A blessed Christmas to you.
    Thank you for the gift of your beautiful words and pictures.

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  6. Merry, merry Christmas, dear friend. Tonight as the joyful day winds down, I think of you sitting quietly with a purring cat heavy on your lap. I wish you joy. I wish you contentment. I wish you many more such moments in the coming year. Love, Relyn

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  7. Oh my! I cannot believe I haven't responded to any of you! I am so sorry!!! So much time has gone by & so much has been going on & is still going on that, just this one time only - please forgive me!!! - I must say thank you to all of you at once. No - I can't. It's just wrong. Y'all are the reason I keep doing this.

    Brenda - Happy new grandbaby! And thank you for your visits & warm wishes. I'm sure your Christmas was extra special this year!

    Paula - Well, you made me a bit teary-eyed. In a good way. Thank you!

    Christy - You, my dear, started this journey with me. Without you I would not be here. :)

    Tango - I wait for Christmas magic to come every year. if I just stop worrying about it & go to sleep, it sneaks down the chimney & leaves me a bunch of presents. Thank you for being one of those presents.

    Eilandkind - Thank you also. I just wish I could read your blog - LOL! :)

    Relyn - Boy, your picture was very close; the cat was nestled next to me, not in my lap. It was very much contentment. I thank you and wish you a year full of such moments also.

    Love, Debi

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  8. I am so glad I found you this year and was able to recognize and reminisce those things you spoke of in this post. I felt as though I walked side by side with you and experienced all those things you saw right along with you. You opened my heart and my creative spirit as I watched you in wonder.

    Here's to the close of one beautiful year and a warm welcome to the next. What will you share with us, dear Debi?

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