The Happy House

Narrative From A House At Christmas

My eyes, usually lit only to greet the approaching dark, sparkle now with recognition of the joyous season. My bulky form is warm with the fireplace’s heat. I open and close my mouth so many times to happily gobble the guests who come and go to wish all those inside a Merry Christmas. I have donned my best attire — wreaths, bows, mistletoe, and outside lights. I feel more love…




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Ellen Baker

Ellen Baker

Writing to help me navigate this unexpected life after “retirement”. Love to read others’ stories too.

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