This has been a crazy holiday season. Crazier than most. My son and I are in a community theater production of "A Christmas Carol". Twenty-two performances are scheduled and we are just over half way through. I find myself asking, "What was I thinking?! I try to make this season restful, so why would we audition for a show that runs through Dec. 18?"
For my son. I did this to give my budding, 6-year-old actor a chance to discover live theater. Karsten is thriving! He is good, a natural. And he is having fun. That has made the craziness worthwhile (mostly).
I had hoped to write a blog entry at least once a week during Advent, but it isn't going to happen. So instead, I'm going to post some past Christmas letters. These aren't so much newsy as reflective. My grandfather inspired this writing with his yearly missals that always leave me contemplative and smiling. I'm hoping these letter will do for you what Grandad's have done for me.
Have a joyful, peaceful and hopeful Christmas!
No comments:
Post a Comment