It's been just the two of us today, and right now is the first time I've opened the laptop since last night. Aside from a few peeks at Twitter, I have let the world turn without me. It's been as good a rest as a vacation, and I will continue to take the night off, go to bed early, and take up my pen (or pixels, I guess) again tomorrow.
I'm one of the lucky ones this year, with a roof over my head, good food on the table, my family safe. I miss my children, my brothers and sisters, and my friends-- all isolated because of the pandemic-- but am very aware that I am blessed.
It has not always been this way.
For those struggling this holiday season, I am thinking of you. A reminder, if anything can help in these dark times, that Christmas marks the time when the light starts to come back.