Cheer, family, nuttiness, sweet and generous gifts, epiphanies, food aplenty. That was my Christmas weekend.
On the train ride home, spent about an hour on the phone with a dear friend. She is wise and wonderful and a joy to talk to. Yet another gift.
Then I came home and found a box from Barnes & Noble propped against my door. It was a gorgeous hard-cover copy of Wuthering Heights. Another friend had sent it to me after a conversation we had over dinner last week. She had been talking about the Emily Bronte novel as her very favorite and I told her I hadn’t read it. Then, voila! I’m looking forward to digging in.
I am so blessed.
