As I looked around our Keeping Room this morning at the collection of folks gathered there, I couldn’t help but smile as I thought: This is it. This is my Christmas moment.
It was a surprise to me, this revelation, since I’d hardly have expected to experience a holy moment in the aftermath of the weekend’s Main Event–the gigantic Riggs Partners Oyster Roast and Throw-Down. The party had officially ended some six hours earlier (3 a.m. if you must know) and the sizable subgroup of Riggers who had spent the night with us here on Bickley’s Pond were slowly but surely emerging for coffee, Kelly’s hot breakfast casserole and a reliving of every funny oyster roast moment. As is tradition, we then moved on to the many classic tales from more than 20 years of annual Riggs holiday gatherings.
We laughed and laughed and laughed.
How fun is it to throw a party so big it spills over to the next day I thought.
And then I looked around that cozy room at my coworkers, people content to linger even though a thousand Christmas To-Dos beckoned, and I felt my grateful heart swell. How blessed I am to work with people who genuinely love each other, I thought. How blessed I am to work with people I genuinely love.
30 Days of Joy