AAARRRGGGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Warning, this post will only make partial sense)

There are times when the world arranges things absolutely perfectly. The sunrise as you drive over the brow of the hill, the rainbow in the midst of depression. The bird call as you stare out into the ocean.

At other times, the world sucks.

Christmas is not always 'the most wonderful time of the year'.

I'm sitting here this afternoon, grieving my parents, wearing the Christmas Sweater my mother knitted for me before she died.

I'm a little bit angry because circumstances point to the fact that I have been misled, and I'm little scared because the future has suddenly gotten more fuzzy and uncertain.

It took a little animation to pull me out of myself.



Life will all work out o.k.

Between the 'Appearance of the Angels' and the 'Shepherds Kneeling at the Manger', there is a dark and scary moonlight walk down a mountainside, leaving your livelihood and only source of income (the sheep) unguarded.

It's a bit dark right now, but somehow I will make it to the manger tonight.

Merry Christmas Everyone.