Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas (Calvin Coolidge)
I have always thought of Christmas as a good time; a kind, forgiving, generous, pleasant time; a time when men and women seem to open their hearts freely, and so I say, “God bless Christmas!” (Charles Dickens)
I remember the Christmas-es past. Eager little voices getting up at the crack of dawn to be awed by what Father Christmas had left under the tree. The giggles, the laughter, the excitement. The noisy family lunches. I remember all of these with love.
Ariél says the only reason she realised Father Christmas was not ‘real’ was because I told the children not to go down into the cellar one Christmas Eve. I said that there was a dragon lurking there that did not want to be disturbed. She says she thought that was too far-fetched for even her to believe. Sorry Ariél! I hope I fuelled your imagination in other more believable ways?
My Christmas wish for each of you:
I wish you happiness in everything you do
I wish you inner peace
I wish you health of mind, body and spirit
I wish you Love
And although we may not be with you today in body, we will be there in spirit… hehehe
Listen for us in the tinkling of wine glasses or the clinking of cutlery as you eat your Christmas luncheon.