There’ll be no Norman Rockwell Christmas here this year. Actually, maybe that image is mostly the fiction of oil and bristles, with reality being that most of us celebrate in a way that falls short of that ideal. Many families will celebrate Christmas with family voids this year. Death leaves the permanent void, and I’m thankful not to be coping with that. Christmas in Iraq doesn’t sound too appealing either, yet that is keeping many apart this season. For the fallen, the span is all remaining seasons. My wish on this Christmas Eve is for understanding, and that the light of love illuminates a path back home.
“Merry Christmas” to you and yours Leo – Hope the spirit of Christmas fills you all…
-M.