Tabitha Kot

Thanks to C. Langdon for the picture.

Kerri loves Christmas.  Specifically, she loves Christmas lights.  There are never enough lights.  Every year the collection increases.  Every year, although it seems impossible that there’s space, new lights are added.  Kerri’s thinking is lovely and admirable:  It’s such a dreary time of year and a difficult one for many.  Lights are bright and cheery and uplifting.  Her hope is that the display brings brightness to people’s hearts.

About 3 weeks ago we began wrapping that blue tree in the front.  As I was circling round and round like a mule strapped to a grist mill, a woman was walking down the road.  She stopped in front of the house and said, “You do such a lovely job every year.  You don’t understand.  When I have difficulty sleeping, I come to the front window and watch your lights for a while.  They’re so lovely.”

If not for that brief and brave encounter, who would have known?

You are the Light in somebody’s life whether you know it or not.  Whether you meant to be or not.  That time you held the door for someone.  Or paid for their snacks in the grocery line.  Or handed them a tissue on the subway.  Or stepped out of the way to let them pass.  Or smiled.  Or simply made eye contact.  That one seemingly inconsequential thing has stayed in somebody’s heart, and they pull it out on rough, dark days so they can feel uplifted.  Our ability to impact others goes beyond spending hours together holding hands and pouring out our hearts.  Usually it’s the simple things.  The tiny things.  The utterly unspoken things.  These things that we don’t even remember help people’s lives, blessed be.

You, my friend, are the Light.

May you be blessed by so…much…Love,

Tabitha

xo