A Sense of Peace

As I sit at my mother-in-law’s this Christmas morning, I am struck by the quiet serenity washing over me. My husband naps, Granny is fussing in the kitchen, some family is at church, and four dogs sleep in the sofas and chairs around the living room.

Although Jewish, I have always enjoyed the pace of Christmas. For me, Thanksgiving is hectic but worth the chaos of planning, cooking and eating. But Christmas is calming for me. As a kid, we celebrated the 8 days of Chanukah but also had Christmas stockings over the fire place, just in case Santa decided to leave a little something for the Jewish kids on his list. We never had a tree which my parents considered going too far. These days, my family forgoes gifts all together or gives a donation as a gift in our honor.

As I have the time to reflect on the past year and all I need to accomplish in the coming year, I am struck by the fact that none of it matters right now. The tranquility will be ending soon when everyone returns from church, youngsters run around gleefully, and dogs are once again ready to join in the commotion. But now, at this very moment – despite some annoying health problems – I feel so full of love and joy that I am truly in awe and feel blessed where my road has taken me thus far.

I have been waiting for the right posting to add my favorite poem by Robert Frost and I think now is the time:

The Road Not Taken

 Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

I hope everyone can take a few minutes today (or whatever day you read this) to just sit, reflect, and appreciate life, family, and the road that you have taken.



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