For sometime now the living room has been empty. It was painted and all the old furniture moved to for the ultimate makeover. The Christmas fever descended on my youngest the day after Thanksgiving and I found myself dragging three boxes of Christmas decorations down to the empty treeless room. Within an hour it and her face were transformed by the soft glow of hundreds of lights winding in loopy trails all around the floor. She sat in the midst of it, smiling at me--illuminated, luminous. So magical and beautiful.
I am thankful for that face and the wisdom of it. Joy is really a simple thing. Hang around a kid long enough and they'll remind you.
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