I have been trudging through bureaucratic blizzards, not as cold as snow blizzards but still making it hard to see where you're going. Of which, more anon.
For now, I have decided not to try to force myself into a Christmas spirit/mood/false bonhomie. The tree is up, although the angel on top is leaning slightly askew...seems appropriate! My beautiful Christmas Crib holds the porcelain figurines I've loved since I was a child.
Happy Christmas. May the New Year bring you new love, new faith and new hope.
