This is the first time Hanukkah has fallen on Christmas in 40 years. I am glad to light the candles this evening and fill the house with light. Chicken soup is on the stove. Menorah is on the window sill.
Here in my solitude - has been a couple of sad days - missing you know who. Last year I was just too numb to feel. This year, I am no longer numb and am grateful for the healing I have experienced.
Nearing the end of an incredible year. Looking forward not back.