As we whiz, there’s quiet
I am going to sneak out this post while most of you are sitting down to eat dinner. There may be turkey and stuffing and gravy and buttery vegetables (or buttery other things). There may be friends or family you want to see. There may be joy. You may create memories as you sit.
We had most of our Christmas celebration yesterday. We opened stockings this morning and the kids each got a gift from Santa. We went to visit my in-laws this morning and met up with my brother-in-law’s family to exchange gifts. There was food, there were more kids. Tonight we are going back again for dinner.
I went for a run today. It was very windy, and cooler out. But I wanted to have that space to myself, and I needed to try counterbalance the cookie consumption. I saw one other person out running. I saw more couples out walking, mostly with dogs.
It was nice to be out, but feel the quiet. It’s so seldom that we are collectively quiet.
As the story goes in How the Grinch stole Christmas, the Grinch’s heart grows as he experiences the joy of giving and sharing.
And what happened then…?
Well…in Who-ville they say
That the Grinch’s small heart
Grew three sizes that day!
As he is whizzing along on his sleigh, he feels the love for other Whos. He appreciates others. He is not conflicted. He has suddenly found the quiet within.
And the minute his heart didn’t feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light
Let there be Christmas. I just want to whiz and feel the quiet.