Sitting on the floor of our living room beside our Christmas tree in a nest of torn paper and fluffy clouds of tissue paper, I am surveying happiness. Happiness that my family members are finding joy in giving to others, finding joy in thoughtful gifts given to them.
This is a morning of happiness and family memories. Of celebrating a welcomed baby’s birth. Of celebrating the coming togetherness of family. It is a time which we remember who is missing and wishing they were here to share in this joy. It is a time to be thankful for what joys we have in our lives and of hard work and reflection of a year passed since we gathered last around the same Christmas tree.
Merry Christmas, dear reader. Happy wishes of joy to you.