‘Tis the time of year to sort things out. To take stock and evaluate. That could mean something deep and philosophical. Or not.
Today, it is about Christmas gifts. The tangible and the intangible.
Tangible: For me, it means finding all the gifts I’ve bought and stashed around the house (and the garage) over the year. Under the bed, in the closet, in the present drawer in the garage … in bags, boxes and just sitting there. Some are obviously for one person or another. Others surface and I can’t remember why the heck I bought them. This leads to evaluating and balancing it out so my family is covered.
And to remembering what is really important.
Intangible: There’s an element of letting go — and deciding to hold on tight. Who and what really matters.
Yesterday, I learned that woman I greatly admired died of cancer. I hadn’t seen her in close to a year, and had thought she was off on a new adventure. She was, but sadly, not the one I imagined.
My sad lesson (again): Don’t wait to connect. Count your blessings, fortunes or good luck, whatever belief system that works for you. Don’t imagine/count on everything being “fine.”
Give those you care about that hug. It says so much without saying a word. Letting people know you care matters.
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