It’s Christmas time and I’m mastering the art of staying put. My only movement is the one reaching for yet another schnitzel or flicking through the memoirs and old photographs.
These pictures of my parents have a quiet pulse of intimacy, joie de vivre and transmit the instant happiness to me. My parents are a match made in heaven. Some 38 years ago and still going strong. Insert happy emoji here.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
Less of shiny wrapped presents, more of heart-open presence.