The best way to feel it is to claim it regardless of who gets the holiday or not. Death stinks...no doubt. But it's a reminder that those who fall asleep in Christ are only resting...and the purpose of Christmas...a man made holiday... is to give a little bit of a shout out to the One who came to give us a more beautiful life...inside and out. And if gifts aren't given to people out of true love and kindness, they need to stay in the factories in the Chinese warehouses before they get to Wal-mart.
I pray that you will enjoy Christmas this year. I know of the sadness in your life. I am sorry. You wrote this poem so well that I think it will transform your thinking to an enjoyable Christmas.
I have been very troubled the past few years at how quickly it passes by- like a meteor I didn't see.
This year I want to stand right in the way and have it strike me head on. Merry Christmas!
Our hearts are beating in unison here.
I understand this lament to let you be. Christmas can be torture some years and others are great. I'm sorry you're having a tough time. Great write though. Liz
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
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GOD BLESS
Tony
This year I want to stand right in the way and have it strike me head on. Merry Christmas!
Our hearts are beating in unison here.
John