Burntcore's Choice: Picture 1
Lights bright, round and round. A laugh, a giggle ... a gigglesnort. Yes, a gigglesnort.
It was mesmerizing, watching the rope lights whirl around, drawing circles of color in the dim light of the room. Reflecting and refracting.
Instead of decorating for Christmas, we were creating imaginary places, mystical spaces within the globe of multi-colored light.
We had our very own rainbow, ours to control and to keep. There may not have been a pot of gold at the end of our rainbow, but the treasure wasn’t tangible. It wasn’t a thing.
It was us. It was this time together. It was every laugh, each moment.
I wish moments like this could last forever. I know they won’t, but there is always next year when it’s time to put up the lights again. Another moment to create colorful new worlds. Another moment in this perfect light.