[ The rare gift of a Pacific Northwest White Christmas fell upon us this year,
a secret whisper of goodness to come.
The snow faded in just a few days but I still remember and give thanks for every sparkling flake.]
A new year is a fresh start.
A crisp white laman.
A bright light in the window.
A tiny star twinkling in the night sky..
And I am very much in need.
For me, 2017 was a black and bumpy ride. I'm sure I'm not the only one. I won't complain about what happened because life is made up of light and dark, but I refuse to ride that train any longer.
A new year is here. And I am ready to begin something new.
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If you enjoy stories about snow and new beginnings,
check out my very first post, written back in January 2010,
Snow Makes All Things New.
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