Happiness. It's relative.
The wonder of Christmas Eve is:
Twelve eggs cracking
Eleven chains tangling
Ten shirts unraveling
Nine people crying
Eight glaciers melting
Seven cities crumbling
Six children leaving
Five arguments flailing
Four mistakes repeating
Three gifts returning
Two people quitting
One more chance appearing
So funny and so true.
Thanks, Jan. So miraculous how you write so profoundly and so prophetically on a daily basis. And touch my soul each day.