Merry Christmas!

Yes, I’m writing yet another Christmas post. It’s amazing how quickly it comes around again (although not as quickly as each blog post does!)

‘Tis the season to be racing around like a chook with your head cut off. Fortunately, my family took a break this week just passed, and went to stay in the mountains for a few days, so we had a brief respite from the chaos at this time of year. Where we were, we could only hear birds and the wind in the trees. *sigh*

It was a stark contrast to my first visit to a shopping centre when we got back. There were people EVERYWHERE. Fortunately, as I insist on going as early as possible, we found a parking space without any trouble. I had a list and raced around getting everything we required so I could get out of the before it got REALLY busy. I have to go back again before Christmas day, and I’m already dreading it. Happily, after that visit all the shopping will be done.

Unfortunately, it seems that inspiration is also hitting. I have an idea for a new story. When will I find time to write it???? No idea. I’m hoping I might get a few hours, although I still need to brush up my other manuscript before sending it back to my publisher. Oh, the busy life of a published author!

But amidst the busyness, I need to remind myself what this season is all about. It’s not about presents or food, but about something more than that. So I will put a link to a Christmas poem by John Betjeman here. I’ve always found it a wonderful reflection on this season.

Merry Christmas and God’s richest blessings to you and your families in the new year.