A life of relative peace

It’s the morning of Christmas Eve, and I’m up early as usual. Everyone else is asleep. This is my morning time. A time to reflect, a time to write about my reflections. A time to put my thoughts to the screen. And like so many Christmas Eve’s before this one, I’m at peace with myself, my family, my neighbors, and everything around me.

I live a life of relative peace, and have been for more than a decade now. I can’t…