I don't know if it's the perspective I've gained by missing it last year, or if it's just God's overwhelming grace. It's most likely both. I've gained the perspective, and by God's grace I can recognize it for the gift it is.
I was intending to come here and recap the whole week of frivolity and merriment, but I can't. I can't even begin to tell you how full my heart has been. My cup runneth over. This holiday will be one of the shining ones that I treasure in my heart and think of fondly when I am old.
I should say something deep about 2013, as it hobbles out on its tired legs, but I don't think that will happen. Last year was full of love and loss and joy and grief; the scared and the profane, the mundane and the sublime. It was like every other year and like no other year.
I'm blessed to have been part of it.
From our home to yours, I wish you a happy new year. God bless you, my friends.