The calendar page turned…and it was December. On December 2, 1979…I married. The marriage, like snow on December trees, disappeared. I am always and forever in a state of acceptance because my life did not turn out as I had planned or how I had predicted it would be. I strive to practice happiness, however…to create daily, an experience of the full spectrum of emotion…even if that happiness is aroused out of the humming of an Advent tune on a sad day or the flow of purple satin under the nativity set on a frustrating day. Somewhere, I find it.