No blizzards here, thank you
I saw that a wild wind storm swept the midwest and was so relieved to walk outside in the 64 degrees sunshine and grab my paper. The front page was a photograph of the candlelight vigil for the two year old shot while playing outside. The side bar said 10 people were shot yesterday in New Orleans. Insane?
It’s always around the summer when things get out of hand, the heat drives passionate rage. But close to the holidays it is despair, that is when expectations are outweighed against reality. I saw another article about a woman who went to the mall with a mandate to spend only $200 per child for Christmas presents. How about no money for children for Christmas – how about the gift of love, reading, time shared?
Flower sent a gift for Tin that we are saving for him to open up Christmas morning. Tatjana will return with something from Croatia that he will open for Hanukkah menorah lighting. And that’s it – we are giving no gifts this year instead we are giving the gift of gratefulness.
Giftless and grateful. Maybe that should be the motto of this year – that and perhaps Sunny Days.