Hustle and Bustle

I'm feeling a bit rebellious these days. Not in a Scrooge kind of way as I truly love the holiday season, but giving myself permission to linger in moments of norm like the hustle and bustle of my boy on the basketball court or retracing the curve of a cursive capital "G" for my girl. Maybe it's a way of balancing my emotions and keeping memories at bay, or a way of grounding myself in truths that remain long after I've boxed up the sparkly ornaments, happy family portraits, and faux garland. I feel this urge to remain centered during this "most wonderful time of the year" and to keep my footing on what's true in the midst of so much hype and commotion. The level of intensity doesn't last. I study their moves and anticipate the contrast of pause.

How do you keep your footing?