Lit Candles

I bought some candles over the weekend, just the night light type, and I also have a few glass holders to burn them in safely. We have now got into the habit of lighting them in the evenings, so although we have ample electricity we sit here in candlelight watching the TV or just talking about our day. I am also typing this in the rather warm light of the candles.

My daughter seems to be inspired by the light as she has started to sit, writing stories or her thoughts on her laptop. She is the light of my life and ever since she decided that she wanted to live with me I have felt a closeness to her that I never felt whilst we lived in the family home with her mother and brother. She now reads, something she rarely did before. She enjoys moments of quiet relaxation, though often as not the TV is on, even if only quietly. All in all she is a pleasure to have around.

The other day we were out shopping and she asked if I could buy a packet mix for some muffins. They turned out great, ever since she has asked if she could buy another packet. I have plenty of baking ingredients in my larder and pointed this out to her today. I then went down the laundry for a couple of hours to do the weekly wash, when I returned there were nine freshly baked chocolate muffins, still warm from the oven, just waiting for a pot of tea. There was also quite a stack of washing up to be done, seems this had nothing to do with the chef though, it was my price for eating one of the muffins!

Having candles lit also reminds me of another time, when I was a kid, happy memories of a time and people I can neither see or visit again. This time of year is such a raw reminder of those no longer among us though memories of them live on, stronger than ever in me.

Goodnight, sleep tight.

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