Many things are rising this morning – sunshine among the silent trees, flocks of geese going south, flames in a stone fireplace, and warm feelings in our high-flying family. Delycia and I are at Jamie’s with Amy, Matt, Noah, and Ava for our Christmas celebration, and good spirits are all around the house, and rising. Right now, I’m sitting beside the soaring Christmas tree (11 feet, at least), and this life I’m lucky to be living seems to have shot up higher than ever. I’ve ridden the elevator of good fortune to the top floor. Just now a flame in the fireplace leaped higher than it seemed possible, and I’ve named it Hamilton.
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