I love moments that stand out beyond the ordinary events of the day. But I find they don't just happen. Seems like a special moment has to be created, or in some way requires inconvenience, creativity, sacrifice and/ or extra energy. The mornings I have spent sitting in the quiet of the Christmas lights have been special moments. But I had to leave the comfort of my bed, not to mention lose some sleep, to experience it.
Tonight, after a long day filled with last minute preparations and just activity in general, Charles and I drove to the heart of our town to take a walk in the historic district. It would have been so much easier to just stay home and be warm. But we got all bundled up, got in the car and drove to the historic neighborhoods to walk, admire the Christmas decorations and imagine the events taking place inside of the homes that were lit up.
There's not that much that seems significant about this other than that it was a beautiful walk, together, on a very special evening, A memorable moment, for sure.