As a kid I liked to stare at the lights on our Christmas tree . . . and then squint. I loved to see the lights go all stretchy and swirly. Sometimes happy is like that.  You get so excited you almost hold your breath and then just stay there in that blurry, sparkly moment.  You want it to last. I was thinking about this last week while driving in the car.  As I passed houses decorated and lit up, I thought… Read more »