From Epiphany Me to Advent Me

From Epiphany Me to Advent Me January 24, 2022

I’m afraid I left you to untangle the lights.

Don’t forget to use the new tinsel.

It’s worth it to stand on a ladder to put the creches on top of the crown molding.

Be expectant. Play choral songs. Pretend you don’t have to worry about the dog.

The children will be too old for oranges in their stockings, but you will think they are not.

I hope when you unpack this box the world is different.

I wonder who will live in the house across the street.

No one will listen to your stories next year either.

Dead people gave you Christmas. They took it with them when they died, and you will never get it back.

Image: Jennifer Woodruff Tait

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