Merry Anyway

My children are both sick.
My bed is stripped down to the mattress, still unmade.
My tree is still undecorated (though it smells great).
We have no wrapping paper (and not much to wrap with it).
There’s no snow and it’s almost warm.

And yet I am merry anyway.

The lights are shining all across the neighborhood, twinkling in the Christmas Eve air.
Welcome Christmas.