Everyone has been privy to the “Christmas is a season of hope and love” description, and it can seem cliche.
There are the usual church and party-going obligations, which put some eustress on the season. Then, frantic races to wrap presents and get all-important party favors ready.
In the midst of all this, there are the people who say, “What is Christmas? It’s over in a day.” These are the jaded words of those who have lost sight of its positive symbolism. Sadly, they are heard often and said by almost all.
It is symbolism to keep in mind. Hope springs in the middle of all the Yuletide hustle and bustle. It springs, though sadness tries to consume. It springs eternal, in the human breast.
I offer thanks for a few beacons of hope this Christmas.
My thanks for Post-Christmas parties that will give me the chance to renew ties. Meeting rarely seen relatives and friends is always a boon.This is especially important this year, which has been quite trying.
I am thankful for writing clients over the holiday season. One in particular got me to exercise my writing chops. I never imagined myself writing guides for, of all things, motorcycles.
I am grateful for cooler weather over this season.
Above all, I give thanks that I have made it through what has been a reasonably rough year.
Merry Xmas, everyone.
With a promise of