By and large this is my favorite time of year. I’m not speaking of Thanksgiving, per se. Not even of Christmas. I’m speaking of this small window between them, that one week or so when everything is seen with magical eyes and a thankful heart.
The day after Thanksgiving is traditionally when the Christmas decorations are taken down and put up. Last Friday found me inundated with all manner of lights and greenery.
And ornaments. Especially ornaments.
One in particular caught my eye, which made me think of something I read on Thanksgiving Day, which made me think of something else. Confusing, maybe. But also how my fuzzy mind often seems to work.
One thing was certain, though. Angels aren’t just present during Christmas. They’re everywhere everyday. Want proof? Then follow me to katdish’s blog…