The longest night

A nod to the solstice and an acceptance of this sickness that has taken the family (and now me) and has turned so many nights into "the longest night". Also not to be mistaken with one of my favorite Billy Joel songs "the longest time". Back on track - the longest night has passed and light once again makes advances back into our lives. I love this cycle of nature on this planet... Thank you giant planetoid that bashed the early earth to smithereens and rocked us 22.5 degrees off our axis... Te quiero a la Luna.  It's a nice reminder that days get dark, but they brighten again. Even when the world seems to end (metaphorically and physically) the sky eventually clears and we emerge into a new world... Similar to the one we knew, but also fundamentally different...challenges and blessings that occur within our lives sometimes, but often extend beyond lifetimes ... This is what comes to mind when the bright moon shines on the shortest night. Beautiful manifestations and reminders of past cataclysms... The only tragedy being not facing them, appreciating them in the dark and cold... Beauty in all things at all times. Christmas time is here again.

Merry Christmas, y'all.

Are paths that narrow?
Do they have to be so carefully stepped?
Does the past change our path?
Or does it just slow our feet?
Forgive and walk forward. 
Or don't.

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