Home for Christmas

I spent all of yesterday accomplishing about two hours' worth of errands, and still didn't get everything I wanted. But when I finally made it home I was glad to be here.

Today it's Christmas eve. For many, Christmas has become a non-religious holiday. Still, we're human and humans are tribal. We have our traditions. We need our rituals.

Maybe you can see atop our Christmas tree an old plastic star. I always thought it looked like Sputnik. I still have the original box from the 50's. The star got melted once by a too-hot Christmas bulb and how it's held together by a rubber-band. My siblings and I grew up with it atop our family Christmas trees, and I can't let it go.

It doesn't take much for me to stop and remind myself that I'm fortunate. I may not have everything I want, but I have everything I need.

I wish you peace and blessings.

Update: Find Christmas greetings from GinaB, one of my Sputnik siblings, on Overdog.