Ah, sadly, days 3.1 and 3.2 are when I went down the drain on this. Sunday was Lessons and Carols, and shopping, and a Christmas party... all in the grim gray rain that sopped down and sure did fit the country's collective mood. So many songs sung about a bright, blessed baby... while so many families grieve the loss of the very same. But I think in the midst of the sadness I heard and felt hope too, and so maybe because of that, and also because of the busy stores and the warm festive party with lots of laughter and hot cider and cookies, it felt more like Christmas than most of these Advent days have. (Does that mean I'm doing Advent right?... Is there a "right"?)
Yesterday was work, and another day where the weather made me just want to curl up in bed. But I went to the office and hummed Christmas carols as I put the finishing touches on bulletins. And I met with great people and felt inspired to be myself and sang as I drove around and driving in the backwoods I saw a little fawn.
Today there is SUN! And it is brilliant! I'm so glad, I've missed the days when I can turn off the fluorescent lights in my office because the sunlight pours through the window. And it feels like there hasn't been one in a long time. Now I am starting to hit the exciting anticipatory reality, that Christmas Eve is less than a week away, and I will be home in less than that, and crap, I need to make sure I have something for everyone. It's starting to get real on the calendar and that means my heart amps up a bit. And I'm so excited to share it with my dear one for the first time, too. That's a big part of my excitement.
This isn't really overly-reflective, just a bit about the past couple of days since now (argh! perfectionist alert) my list of days will not be complete... but they have been meaningful days, and the ones coming will be too.