All is Bright

The lights of the holidays have become one of my favorite sights. A plate of homemade cookies and a well-decorated home run a strong tie for seconds, but the lights capture my heart each year. As the daylight wanes I begin to notice eaves, bushes and yards.  These otherwise dark elements are bright and shining encouraging us to get in the spirit of the holidays. It brings me joy. I appreciate the dedication of the obedient husbands; time stretched single parents and reluctant teens for their efforts. Certainly there are exterior light artists who just are passionate about their craft and just tackle the project in full force – Bless You, Bless You, Bless You. If you ever wonder if anyone appreciates all you do, the answer is absolutely affirmative. I appreciate you! I know it takes initiative, creativity and energy to grab the ladder, staple gun and extension cords. It takes time to climb up and down, hang halfway off the roof, and wrestle the bushes and trees while pondering the pros and cons of more lights or a smaller electric bill. During this season we make our annual pilgrimage to neighborhoods; find ourselves looking for shortcuts on busy errand running days and taking random detours looking for the Griswald’s, we celebrate your commitment to make the season sparkle. My favorite spot as a last stop lies at the end of a cul-de-sac on top of a hill in the back of our neighborhood. It is a nice spot to drop in and visit before going home for the night. Quiet. Peaceful. I put the car in park, survey the lights, quietly thank the parties involved and commit to writing a thank you note.

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