Christmas cheer. Parties. Happiness flying, penetrating every crack. Laughter. Food (so much food!). Tears (because death comes even at Christmas). Exhaustion. Presents. Hurry. Cookies. Love. Thanksgiving. Joy. Singing--off-key, on-key, doesn't-matter-what-key.
Vision. A little bit of anxiety that death will come too quickly and the to-do list will not be finished. Dreams. Calendars. Clocks. Yes, I will be happy to. No, I'm sorry, I can't. I would love to, but. Focus. This next year, I will (fill-in-the-blank).
Then, out of it all, a nugget emerges. One of those moments that catches your soul off-guard and brings tears of clarity raining down your face.
You may just say, "What? What's the big deal about that? The Shock lady is a little bit too dramatic for me."
Because, then again, maybe you WON'T say that. Maybe it will explode in your heart, too.
Read it and watch the whole 5 minutes of the video: http://bit.ly/7oQ921