Sunday, December 24, 2017

CHRISTMAS EVE



Christmas Eve is quiet this year.

It simply feels quieter, emptier, more anticipatory. Of what, I do not know.

Perhaps it is the absence of loved ones. My mother. The Wife's longtime coworker and family friend.

Perhaps it is transition in our workplaces. Coworkers retiring and/or departing. Turmoil.

Perhaps it is the snow that is falling.

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It feels pagan and holy.

It feels as though a liminal zone of the living and dead.

It feels as though walking over a threshold.

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