Tuesday, December 27, 2011


I'm sitting up late, in my parents' front room, surrounded by the glow of Christmas lights. They have a remarkable amount of lights, for the size of the room. It can't be more than 15x15 feet. They have 4 little snow villages on the various end tables and shelves. They have lights around 2 different windows, along with the plastic - but tasteful- Christmas tree. My folks are in bed. My little brother is out visiting friends. The other 2 siblings are at their respective homes. It's very quiet.

It's a nice quiet. It's the kind of quiet that I don't get often. I am usually wearing a pager, and even on my days off it seems to chirp any way. My cell phone often distracts me with various chimes and rings. Sometimes the TV is on in the background. Sometimes my fiance is playing is guitar. The train whistles by at least once every night. When I am at my parents' house, it's usually for an event or holiday, so everyone is coming in and out at various times. My niece and nephew are usually here, laughing and begging us to toss them around. Even growing up, with 4 kids in this house, it was not a quiet house.

Tonight, it is. Tonight, I'm waiting for the lights to flip off, when their timer hits midnight. Sometimes it's nice to get recentered, amidst the bustling rush that is Life. To take a minute or 16, and just sit with your thoughts and your heart. Not thinking about the past or wishing about the future. Just sitting in the present. It feels good. I think I'd like to do this more often.

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