This was the year I had to let go and allow others to take care of me – something I have never done (and still find excruciatingly difficult). The gnawing dependency slays my ego but warms my heart. As a family – birthed, extended, and rented – we grew closer to each other. And in the end it became all right. Less stuff, but more care. Commitment trumped currency. Sense overrode sentiment as I made decisions that I thought impossible just a year ago. But in the end it came down to love – and I found within myself a love for all my friends and family that surpassed what I could bequeath them, because now I had nothing tangible to give. It showed itself in a myriad of random acts of kindness. And I am reminded that Christ, unlike Santa, did not enter the world bearing an arm load of material gifts. He came and gave himself.
To each and every one of you I give myself this day. My love, my gratitude, my energy, and when possible, my optimism… when I am in grief I ask you gather round and remind me of your love – and how that never fails. I am not the only person that has lost loved ones during 2012 and I am aware that for others of you this day may well be tinged in grief as well. Let us reach out to one another… each of us pointing to that everlasting light. I wish all of you… sincerely… a joyous day of celebration in remembrance that our hope has re-entered the world – as a child – pure, unabashedly in love with us all, ready to steady us as we count down these last days of 2012.