It's the week before Thanksgiving and in typical American fashion, the Christmas decorations went up in our office. The lobby is now nearly as festive as the North Pole. Pine garlands with shinny gold bows run the length of every banister. Six foot tall Nutcrackers keep sentry over the elevators. Giant wreaths sit waiting to be hung.
But the thing that fascinated me the most was the glitter all over the carpet. Being flung free from it's bonds on plastic snowflakes and glass ornaments; it was everywhere. On one of many trips across the lobby yesterday, all I could think about was how sad it would be when they vacuumed over night and all the glory would be gone. As the floor sparkled beneath my feet, it reminded me of how snow was always shown in our favorite childhood films. Shinning just a little too brightly to be real. Glinting in the sunlight, just like the carpet twinkled under the fluorescent lights.
Today, the glitter was gone. The floor was swept clean and the office was the sadder for it. My holiday wish for you is that you all find your own "glitter on the carpet." That one brief moment this season when you are once again reminded of the magic of Christmas.
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