Turns out Boston got a white Christmas after all this year. I exaggerate. The most gentle and slight of snowflakes fall, but see them I do...and one or two is better than none at all.
This morning I'm plagued with deletism. I write, perhaps too honestly...overcome by the Christmas spirit, or...simply me, and...press delete. We are not that acquainted I do believe. I was divulging my Christmas wishes...well, other than human kindness spread through the world like disease, and a peace almost unrecognizable. Yet I withhold my own wishes and prayers as I oft do...for they are my own. And they will come to fruition in due time as long as I hold on to the things I must...and keep my joy bright.
"O Tidings of comfort and joy!"
MerrY...JoLLy...ChriStmas
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