As we begin the 8 days of Hannukah, and head towards that other minor festival, the name of which escapes me – but has something to do with reindeers and mince pies – I have a simple question for myself.
Why am I feeling so damned emotional? I mean, who cries almost all through the latest Star Wars film? Apart from me.
There will be some who know me well who maintain I have always been quick to the damp eye, and I cannot disagree. But it feels that I have become even more susceptible to the slightest tingle of emote lately.
The last few months have seen significant changes in my life, and more or less without exception, for the better.
And new connections, and re-connections, have added to the positive feelings that are flowing through me on a regular basis.
A new home, with the improved financial and security status it brings. Meeting an amazing young woman who exceeded her character build up. Watching an accomplished and inspirational woman achieve her target qualification, and open up the future.
Seeing two powerful, resourceful and determined women confront a diversity of challenges, crossing over the hurdles, and facing what follows. And another returning to the whole that she used to be.
And so many others who each embody the best of what life should be in who they are.
And a son who continues to inspire respect, and appreciation, and challenges the future.
And a four year old, who is the future, and seems sometimes to be there already!
And this should all add up to a feeling of joy, and happiness. And it does. And perhaps it is that which creates the excess of emotions.
And maybe it is the fear that the positivity is not deserved, or may fade away.
But, this New Year we need positivity more than ever, and so I will hang onto it tightly, and revel in everyone who adds a light, and a spark, and a bolt of lightning to my life.
And I will cry, because the inspiration I find in all those I hold dear is powerful, and requires an emotional response.
And my smile is just plain scary!!
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