Christmas season started a little earlier this month with a visit to a children's hospital. Coincidentally wearing a red sweater and a pink scarf (I didn't intend to add to the holiday spirit with my clothes), I was reminded again of how much these little things matter when a child life therapist pointed to me on the hallway and exclaimed, "Oh wow, you look so...perfect with the whole holiday season and...everything!"
My repertoire for the night consisted solely of holiday songs. I "jingled all the way" through the rooms of four and five-year-olds, immersing myself in the joy of hearing "jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle all the waaaayyyy" in semi-yelling by the little people. Flakes of snow flied into the PICU with "Let It Snow" as a dad sang along to his daughter, who listened with utmost attentiveness and admiration even though her hero forgot half of the lyrics. Through "Silent Night" I shared sacred moments of peace with a couple of mothers and their babies--the pure sound that gently caressed our souls reminded us once again of what Christmas is all about.
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