The beauty of Christmas amidst everyday chaos
Comfortably slumped in an uncomfortable wooden chair, listening to the four young adults joyfully singing Christmas carols in the corner of the shelter cafeteria, I felt the first tear drop from my eye. Surprised, it brought me out of the sleepy reverie I had been enjoying. I sneakily reached up to wipe away the glistening track down my cheek before anyone could see it. … Only to find the solitary tear had turned into a dam break out of both eyes. Finally, I gave in, and with “Away in a Manger” and “Silent Night” as the soundtrack, I had a good, cathartic cry, right there ...