And once again it’s midnight Christmas eave/Christmas morning and just like last year, I'm sitting here with my glass of wine, listening to my roommate snoring softly, and thinking about the meaning of this holly day we are all about to celebrate.
Recently I ran across a thought… and have been posting it as part of the various answers I’ve been righting in Y!A, as well as in Yahoo IM.
“And during this holiday season let us all stop to remember the true meaning of this celebration… That Santa died for all our MasterCards.” –Author Unknown-
Yes it’s funny. But it’s also poignant too. There was a time once when A toy for each child in the house, and a sweater for your spouse… A big meal on the table, and an orange in each sock… A real tree strung with popcorn, a trip to church in the morning and caroling in the neighborhood… And all of it with you family. That was Christmas
2007-12-25
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