In honor of Christmas Day, I wanted to post something special about beads related to the holiday. I went on a rambling internet quest and found this lovely story. A little schmaltzy, yes, but the message is eternally true. It's about unselfish love, softening, and healing. Here's the link: A String of Blue Beads.
The story isn't entirely unlike a great movie we just saw with our friends -- Collatoral Beauty. I was weeping through most of it, as it made me think of my husband's illness and also the recent loss of my beloved 12-year old lab, Mishka. But that's ok, as they say weeping can help to heal. I hadn't really cried much since Mishka died, even though I have been in a lot of emotional pain. I think it's because I'm like the character in the movie; I just get on my (metaphorical) bike and ride hard, against the traffic, keeping myself busy, focusing on not breaking down.
But as it says in Ecclesiastes, there's a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance. For us, it seems like the whole year has been a time to mourn. Here's hoping that next year -- for us and for you -- is a time to laugh and to dance. It will take some work, I'm sure -- remembering to count our incredible blessings, to have gratitude, to help all those who need it -- to the best of our ability, and most of all, to love.
May you and yours -- and the world -- have a peaceful holiday season and new year, and may all your days be merry and bright.
Until Next Year,