This Christmas was so silent, so still, and so lonely...
It was beautiful.
No sound but my thoughts, no motion but my mind, no company except myself.
Next year will be different. A lot will change.
But for now I can't thank the Lord enough for the blessings in my life, for the painful lessons, for the people who touched my life.
The coming New Year will surely be filled with sound, dancing, and people -- things I'm not used to, but beautiful nonetheless.
I want these back
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