I have been giving thought to why this time of year is so special. I think one aspect that makes it so is the lights that people hang. I have been deliberately driving down side streets to look at the lights on my way home from work. The metaphor for this time of year is that in darkness there is light. Somehow, somplace there is light. You may not know it at the time, but the light is there. I wish we kept white lights glowing all winter, not just for Christmas decorations. Wouldn't that be pretty? If everyone had white lights hanging from houses or trees during the deepest, darkest months of the year.
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