The silver moon is sparkling tonight.
The tiny, bright lights woven throughout the tree are the only lights on right now. The family room has a golden hue that is almost as warming as the battery from my laptop. Of course, the latter is not as cozy as time passes.
The smell of snow is in the air and Christmas is tucked into every corner of our home. I even found three red bells attached to my bedroom door tonight. I’m not sure if that was a sweet holiday gesture from my mom or if it was a way of saying “I’ll hear you every time you open that door.” Ah, the bells are cute either way. Hoping to stay far, far away from tacky this year, I decided to put only two strands of lights in my room. They look really odd but when I lie in bed it makes me feel cozy. With all the holiday cheer surrounding me you’d think I would be sipping hot chocolate, playing Christmas music, and dreaming about snow. But, I just don’t think Christmas is going to be the same this year. I knew it would be different but I didn’t know how different.
You know, I’m really grateful that Amber is here right now. I know that I’ve said it lots before but she is really the sweetest and most giving person I know. She doesn’t mind when I bang on her door at 2am and beg for a place to cry. She doesn’t fuss at me too much when she catches me petting Jack- even though I’m horribly allergic. She helps me lip sync to All I Want for Christmas Is You. She acts as though singing the blessing is acceptable. She puts up with my infatuation with her sidewalk/dock. She rebukes me when I stumble. She comforts me when my dreams skip a beat. She understands why I can’t erase the message on the strawberry board by the phone.
The silver moon is sparkling tonight. But there is no milky twilight.