Day Twenty-three December 16, 2017
Today I am thankful for the lovely songs of the season.
I hear Christmas carols that I learned as a child. Some were learned in church and some from listening to the radio.
As I listen to them I recall sitting in the living room of the house in which I grew up. My sisters and I would sit on the sofa facing the tree, with the lights off, and sing carol’s together. The warmth of that memory – our untrained voices, the closeness with which we sat together, transfixed by the songs, the lights on the Christmas tree – comes rushing back to me every year
We don’t sing together anymore. We don’t even spend the holidays with each other but as children we were a loving trio mesmerized by the joy and warmth of the season.
I carry that memory with me in my heart.