On That Night

Location: My oldest daughter’s house Date: 2008 - 7 months after her death Age: 59 years old, feeling more like 80 Event: Traditional Christmas Eve party Emotional status: It was finally sinking in... and so it was that: Like most we wandered and wavered and fell for the Devil's wily ways But not on that night... On that night all sins were forgiven Curses dissolved into blessings Tension melted in the glow of good will Evil evaporated in the light of truth Death succumbed to life... Hugging our sons and our daughters gently scolding wayward grandchildren sipping on Eggnog spiked with Bacardi slapping old friends on the back bragging and telling tall tales laughing hysterically at our lies On that night there were no missing pieces On that night the wounded world was healed On that night, on that one blissful night it all made sense... Submitted for: Kelly’s ‘Christmas Past, Present or Future’ contest