Lots of things have happened this week… What with Christmas and all that comes with it. There are a lot of things that are developing relationally that I would write about, but it’s too personal and it would be better to save all that stuff for later anyway. It’s a lot of good stuff.
Like I wrote before, George and I are working in Chattanooga on Christmas Day. We volunteered to do it, so no one can feel bad for us. This year was the first when I actually felt like Christmas was just another day. I think I’ve finally reached that time in my life when I’m so concerned with others things, like work and relationships, that things so commercially flavored don’t feel important. At least, not right now. This isn’t me being a cynic, rather I only feel like a realist. I know that in the future, when I have a family of my own, the magic of Christmas will return. Only it will be different, because the magic will come from the members of my family when their faces brighten at the sight at whatever it is they’ve been given. I’m not interested in receiving things anymore, only giving them when I can… Funny how we grow up, huh?
I’m extremely happy, to say the least. To say more would likely be hard to believe. To put my thoughts into words might take some time. But I’ll enjoy the process and hopefully, you’ll enjoy the result.