If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?



Friday, December 26, 2014

Briefly thereafter...

I had the greatest Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, ever. And I want so much to tell you all about it, but I don’t have the time (and who would, really?), to properly expound on the delights of oyster stew in yard-sale dutch ovens, tall, skinny trees and piles of presents, each and every one just perfectly chosen, lox and bagels and Truffulas, both pink and purple, holding hands here and there and everywhere; kids, rambunctious pups, the search for Tina (found where we both thought we looked), and love, love, love, love, until I nearly burst with happiness, and did, slightly, once, because, like I said, it was just that kind of Christmas.

I hope yours was too.  



  1. your happiness makes me happy...thanks Steven!

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    1. I'm learning... and lucky... and grateful.

  3. yes, it is contagious.

    i am very happy for you:)))


  4. I'm so glad to hear that, Steve! Your post is just bursting with warm happy feelings :)

  5. Emmy! I was just thinking about you, and here you are! Miss you, dear. Hope all is well.

  6. It was a great Christmas! Thank you for being there with us and sharing in the magic! My fingers miss your fingers.


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