I love Christmas lights. They are twinkly, cheery, happy, and beautiful. Just seeing their soft glow makes everything instantly a little better.
For example, when I was in college one year, I put a small strand of cheap, white Christmas lights up around my bedroom window and suddenly it didn’t matter (much) that I was without a boyfriend (or even a date, let’s be brutally frank) over the holiday season. I had Christmas lights.
Remember that whole scene in You’ve Got Mail when Kathleen Kelly is faced with the knowledge that her business is doing badly and when asked what she plans to do about it says, “It will all shake out. Meanwhile, I’m putting up more twinkle lights.”? I completely and totally get that philosophy. That is a mantra I can get behind.
This year my Christmas was filled with people I loved, delicious food to eat, baby Jesus, wonderful presents, moments of heartfelt joy, and lots and lots of twinkle lights. I hope, Gentle Reader, that yours was too.
Happy Holidays, friends.