For those of you who celebrate it, I want to wish you a Merry Christmas.
For those of you who do not (and really, for those of you who do, too), I want to wish you just a little more daylight.
A few days ago, we celebrated the winter solstice, the day (where I live, anyway) when we have the least amount of daylight. It's the official start of winter, when everyone grumbles about the snow shoveling that will inevitably come in the next few weeks. It's the day we start to hunker down and bury ourselves in blankets and pray for winter to be mild and quick.
But winter solstice, the day when we have the least amount of daylight, is also the last day that the daylight lessens. The next day, we have just a little more daylight. And the next day, just a little more. And then a little more.
The first day of winter isn't a day to grumble, it's a day to celebrate -- things get better from here, just a little more each day.
So whether today is Christmas for you, or just another winter day, I hope that small extra slice of daylight brings you just a little joy, and things get better for you every day -- even if it's just a little.
And for my friends in the Southern hemisphere -- read this again in six months.
And peace and joy to you, too.