Tonight we trimmed our tree and had an early version of Christmas dinner--in advance of Rebecca's journey to Delhi on Friday. I'll be joining her next Wednesday for almost two weeks.
This year we shed no tears over broken ornaments or family arguments about the best way to hang decorations on the tree. We did reminisce about past Christmases, including the time Rebecca was convinced her parents had stolen a tree from the local Methodist church (these claims were widely disputed at the time).
This year we shed no tears over broken ornaments or family arguments about the best way to hang decorations on the tree. We did reminisce about past Christmases, including the time Rebecca was convinced her parents had stolen a tree from the local Methodist church (these claims were widely disputed at the time).Also, for a moment, we held each other close with the prospect of being so far away from one another--as we listened to an arrangement of Dona Nobis Pacem by Yo Yo Ma. Whether in New Delhi, India, or Atlanta, Georgia, that is our wish for each other and for the world.
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