Lights in the darkness: It’s Christmas in Hampton Roads

Beacons of joy. Faith. Comfort.

Despite — or maybe because of — the strangest, loneliest, hardest Christmas in ages, we decked our halls with literal lights in the darkness.

From a single candle in a window to dazzling winter wonderlands, the 757 is aglow. It’s a testament to making the best of it. A hang-in-there from within our cocoons. A quiet sign of fortitude in the face of a pandemic that’s left few if any of us untouched.

Through the years we all will be together.

If the fates allow ...

Make that “when.”

In the meantime, some scenes of hope instead of humbug captured by visual journalist Hannah Ruhoff.

― Joanne Kimberlin