We have arrived at the eleventh hour.
It’s Christmas Eve.
It’s beyond do or die time.
This is my favorite day of the year, because at some point you have to admit the rush is over. Christmas is coming whether you like it or not, whether you’re ready or not. It’s coming, you can’t stop it, and you may as well give in. The day doesn’t belong to you anymore.
At some point on Christmas Eve day or early Christmas Eve, I hope you can sense the quiet as the day winds down. At some point the madness stops, or it should, and there is a peace where there was chaos, serenity where there was craziness.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from the Southern Muses