As Christmas Eve is true to most magical part of the holiday for me, I was thrilled to find miracles throughout the day and well into the night …
The earliest part of the day required me to attend to work-related tasks, while continually redirecting my daughter to keep herself occupied so I could finish up. I wasn't particularly successful, which caused frustration on both our parts. And then realized it was a day that I skipped lunch, and that was a huge mistake!
So as the day progress I knew I couldn't work in a run due to timing of the afternoon events, and became even more frustrated. I then used this as an opportunity to teach my daughter a way to change your mood.
"Let's go for a walk!" I said to her. "Grab your coat, hat, scarf and gloves. We're going out!" And she was game. We walked just over a mile in the freezing cold wind of the Midwest. Yet in those moments that we talked and walked we found something … a better mood!
Wow, that air was cold. And it was a game changer. And in lieu of a 3-mile run in solitude, I had a bitter cold walk with my girl and it brightened my day. A miracle of sorts.
The evening involved Christmas Eve service, dinner with wonderful friends and ended with a conversation with an old friend. It couldn't have been a more miraculous Christmas Eve.
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