blessed is the season

I hope wherever you are, you’re sitting around with your family laughing about Christmasses past and hilarity present. I hope you’ve gotten wonderful things you need and beautiful things you never knew you wanted but cannot live without. I hope your food was delicious but the company extraordinary. I hope you got funny, silly stocking gifts like an oinking pig whose nostrils light up. I hope your father tells embarassing stories that you don’t even really mind sharing.
I hope you put gently and carefully aside the well-developed cynicisms and jaded armour that we use to survive in our daily journey. Because today is a good day to do that. It’s a good day to jingle along to jingly Christmas music and hug back the huggy relatives. It’s a great day to kiss everyone you love and smile at the guy in the next car. It’s a good day to be a little soft, a little vulnerable, and a little open to engaging your world in the conspiracy of love.
Leave the bags of discarded wrapping and everyday heartbreak for tomorrow.
Happy, happy, happy, happy, happy Christmas. Ain’t it grand?