Christmas is a Magnifying Glass
So for those of you who didn't know, I was whisked away for the holiday season to America, answering an unformed and unspoken prayer of my heart. The invitation and ticket were an unexpected surprise. It has been a glorious season. Festival of Lights in James Island, special times with friends and family, cinnamon and eggnog and Christmas parties. Christmas shopping, scarves, boots and Christmas music. All of my favorite things. I even discovered Hallmark Christmas movies (late to the party) and I could watch those 24-7. But the actual day of Christmas, as well as Christmas Eve (as we all know that's just Christmas Part 1) were superbly sad. I won't go into all the reasons why, as there were quite a few and quite good reasons to be be sad. But they definitely felt- magnified- because of the date on the calendar. And it got me thinking about what everyone KNOWS but seems to either forget or ignore-- Christmas is also HARD. And Christmas is sad. I was going to origi...