As we embark on the longest day of the year in this hemisphere, I seek light.

Lighting our nightly advent candles.

Turning on lights as soon as the sun sits on the horizon.

Looking into people’s eyes for light as I walk by them.

Watching children’s light-filled ways.

Tonight, we went on an evening adventure seeking Christmas lights.

Pajama clad boys.

Ice cream in hand.

Seeking light.

And look what this little light made at school today:

And this afternoon, I had a teary talk with my “light-filled” cousin who walked with us last Christmas.

Seeking light.

Looking hard.

Learning in.

Reaching out.

Walking.

One.

Breathe.

At.

A.

Time.

Just being.

Not really enough.