There’s something strange that happens every December.
Not the shopping, not the lights, not the frantic countdown to the 25th.
I’m talking about the quiet hours — the ones nobody posts on Instagram.
The moments when the world feels heavier than usual…
When the cold settles deeper…
When memories drift in like snowflakes — soft, beautiful, and sometimes painful.
It’s during these small, unguarded moments that I’ve always noticed something miraculous:
We start looking for light again.
Not the kind that twinkles on trees,
but the kind that warms the heart.
The kind that reminds you you’re not alone.
The kind that shows up unexpectedly, like a lantern glowing in a long-forgotten window.
Every year around this time, I find myself thinking about:
✨ the people who carry invisible burdens
✨ the children who wonder why the world feels so big
✨ the adults who are still healing from winters long past
✨ the quiet souls who show up for others
✨ the tiny moments of kindness that change everything
And somewhere in these reflections, a story found me.
Not a preachy story.
Not a perfect story.
But a gentle, human, hopeful story — the kind that feels like warm hands wrapped around a mug of cocoa on a cold night.
A story about a mysterious lamp that glows only for hearts in need…
A town stitched by grief and hope…
And a reminder that small lights matter more in dark seasons.
I won’t spoil it here — you know I’m not that kind of blogger. 😉
But if you’ve ever:
- Felt the holidays were bittersweet
- Missed someone you loved
- Wondered if your kindness still mattered
- Needed a soft place to land
- Or wished Christmas could feel magical again
…then this little winter tale might find you at the right time too.
No pressure. No push.
You know me — I don’t like to shove books down anyone’s throat every time I write.
But if your heart is craving something gentle this season,
I’ll just leave this small light here:
👉 “The Lamp of Christmas Eve” by A.L. Childers
Sometimes one quiet story is enough to remind us:
Even in the coldest winters, light finds its way back.
And so do we.
A heartfelt winter reflection about finding hope in dark seasons, the quiet magic of Christmas, and the small lights that guide us. Includes a gentle introduction to The Lamp of Christmas Eve, a feel-good magical realism holiday story.
