One Flickering Light

I love candlelight, but with little kids that love to blow out candles and dip their fingers in the wax, we don't often light candles around here. Recently, however, I have been inspired to light just one candle on the kitchen windowsill after dark. It all started when I beat the sun up one morning to discover a sink full of dirty dishes and a bag of garbage that should have gone out the night before. I didn't want to turn on a light and disturb the silent night, so I lit a candle, put the garbage out and set about washing dishes. Within minutes, the kitchen smelled like warm, spicy gumdrops thanks to my Victorian Christmas candle. And while my hands were immersed in hot, soapy water, I could almost imagine that I was taking a soak in the tub rather than scrubbing dirty dishes. Choretherapy. Light a candle, fill the sink and give it a try.