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Winding down

December 26, 2011

The stockings are emptied, the packages opened.  There are still bits of this and that scattered about the living room.  The tree still twinkles and sparkles as the ceiling fan rustles the silver icicles, but it will soon be time to pack away the ornaments for another year.  The Jr. Spark has gone home, and I’m the only one left in the Sparky household that is still awake– except for Jake the Jerk-Faced Dog, who doesn’t want to miss an opportunity to beg for a bedtime treat.  Christmas Day is over.

The end of Christmas is always a bittersweet thing.  It’s satisfying and yet sad.  Something in me longs for a celebration that doesn’t speed by so quickly.

I guess that is what eternity is for.


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  1. bethkvogt permalink
    December 26, 2011 8:20 am

    It’s early morning of the day after here … and what’s left are memories and things to be cleaned up, put away.
    But the memories, even so new, are sweet and to be treasured.
    And, yes, we wait and wait and wait for Christmas … and it goes as quickly as any other day of the year.

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