I am sure that today many of you are in the throes of Christmas preparations. The tantalizing aromas coming from your oven can be smelled all over your kitchen. Your legs are falling asleep as you count the sporadic road signs on your way to grandma’s house. The kids keep asking when Santa is going to arrive and their excitement level is on 100. You make a promise to yourself that you are not going to go all out like you did this year. Well, I give you full permission to take a moment to relax and indulge yourself in some reading pleasure as I share with you my favorite Christmas poem.
Hope For Christmas – A Tradition
It’s busy around this time of year. There are cookies to be made. Carols to be sung. Lights to be strung. Ornaments to be hung. Shopping and shipping to be done. So much to do as we celebrate. We go through these days mindlessly as victims of habits. We struggle to be present while we scour stores and stand in lines to purchase presents for others. I suggest you stop, you breathe. Read more