I used to view this time of year with great resentment. It's difficult to explain. But I found, this year in particular, that I was allowing a few undesirable circumstances I had been through previously to soil the rest of my life.
That just doesn't seem right to me anymore. It doesn't seem fair to myself. I refuse to give those wretched little haunts that kind of power. At least, now.
Earlier today, I was listening to Frank Sinatra's version of Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas (because this version is the only one that needs to exist, in my opinion), and I noticed that line above, it seemed, for the first time in my life.
Let your heart be light.
In spite of the cold. In spite of the past. In spite of finances or disagreements or whatever it may be.
I'm letting my heart be light. And I hope you do the same.
**Background image found on Pinterest, of course. Print created by me.