Everything comes and goes. I am always amazed at the speed of life! In the blink of an eye, another year of living is gone. Why didn’t I pay more attention? Why didn't I spend more of my time enjoying my days? Why didn't I breathe more fresh air and contemplate more blue skies?
It is, for the 58th time in my life, Christmas. I have always loved Christmas and never had even one cynical thought about it. I love the decorating. I love to give gifts. I love the music, the family, the whole kit and kaboodle of the day. I still wear Christmas jammies and get out the Santa mugs. I cling to the traditions of my family like they were lifelines...and, maybe they are.
Everything comes and goes. But, on December 25th for the 59th time, I will rush downstairs with my family to laugh and celebrate and love each other. I wouldn't trade that moment for all the riches in the world.