A small Christmas tree appeared outside my office this afternoon. 18" tall, it was fairly non-descript. Two or three strands of lights, and I felt the pressures of the afternoon lift ever so slightly. What a nice feeling!
It's the Holiday Season!
My mind drifted from the ever-present emails and blinking voice-mail light. A warm spirit was intruding into my workspace, and I welcomed this much-needed change. I realized that Cindy and Trisha and others were sending their own signals via that tree. When I finally emerged, most had left for the day. The tree lights were uplugged. As I exited, my eyes took notice that other areas in the offices were in the process of holiday transformation as well. The need or desire to decorate had obviously taken hold.
My usual drive home includes an "all-call" home to alert them to my imminent arrival. That time is also spent in review of the day while planning the AM of the next day. The goal? - Purge the workday memories and come home "fresh". Too often, "fresh" is a matter of degrees.
Today's drive was different. I was deeply appreciative others were restoring a balance to the workday madness of late. Tomorrow loomed brighter. The day's reflections were solely centered on my memories of Christmases past. I think I surprised my wife by getting a few chores done willingly. There was enough energy left to write this blog!
That little ol' 18" tree really had an impact!
Now I can't wait for the personalized Christmas stockings with the surprise daily treats in them...
