December 24, 2025

Woke this morning with weird cheerfulness– like a kid on Christmas Eve. If that weren’t enough, I can walk without pain and took the stairs like a grown up, one foot to a step, instead of tottering step-together-step-together, like an infant, as I’ve been doing these many months. One doesn’t expect permanence. One examines the near past to see what might have caused such a thing. Still, I am the last one to reject (or even question very much) a Christmas miracle. 

Baking so that I can take a considerable heft of cookies to Georgia tomorrow morning.