It has been a lovely, chilly Christmas day in our part of France. We’ve spoken to our sons and families; and we’ve enjoyed a delicious meal. As I watched the sun set over our little hamlet (left), my mind drifted back to Christmases past. Many of us look back as we approach the end of another year–and what a year it has been: more ups and down that any other year I can remember. Yet it’s too easy to start into the ‘if only’ type of thinking…particularly after our year of Covid. If I may add my attempt at wisdom, learned at the often hard hand of experience, the problem with worrying about the past is that there is no future in it.