Saturday, December 25, 2010
A new Christmas
All the frenzy is over. The presents are opened. The moment of truth came and we made it.
And now that the dust has settled, all I can think about is all the people that have touched me. All the people that I love. I want to talk to every single one of them, tell them how much I love them, but it's impossible.
Instead, I'll just send this message out to the universe, and maybe if I'm lucky, you'll read this and know how much you mean to me.
My life wasn't built by one set of hands. It took a world full of people. The words and kindnesses from hands across the earth have shaped me. Strangers I will never meet in person have offered heartfelt words. Friends from all walks of life have reached out to me when I needed another hand to hold. Family, extended, step and all forms have been there for me in so many different ways. I could never truly express my gratitude.
The thought of how each one of you has influenced my life brings tears to my eyes.
Authors from books high and low who have taken time to let me into their world, even for a moment.
My husband was sweet and re-organized my books after my little people re-shelved everything. I watched as he put the books back in order by author, and I told him they were not books, they were people. I can't look at books and not see a person who wrote it. Whether I've had the privilege to meet that person or not, they are very real to me and keep me company with their words.
Merry Christmas everyone. You will never know how significantly you have touched another's life, especially mine.