This is my letter to everyone and everything that makes love possible for me in my world and maybe yours too.
Once upon a time I wrote an essay for the internet. After it was published, I received an email basically telling me to calm down and pay more attention to the subject of my writing. My first inclination was to smack down that email with a firm blow to the “delete” key. Thank goodness I had a second inclination and instead I clicked “reply”. Rather than verbally blistering the sender, I thanked him for his advice. Thus the beginning of one of my dearest friendships with a person I have never seen or heard. That friendship is everything that magic has to offer. Just about a year ago this dear friend suffered an illness. The impact of that illness did not allow him to correspond with me this entire year...until last Friday. He’s back. He’s online again and don’t even think about telling me I’m not one of the luckiest people on earth. I have my friend back! He’s the most treasured friend I have ever had and I love what he has added to my life.
My little dog, Murphy, went to the groomer yesterday to get his Christmas hairdo. This morning he was a vision of white soft doggie fur. He was all curled up on the bed and snuggled in for a peaceful morning nap. My love for him is unavoidable.
Yesterday I told you of my love and affection for the person you guys know as Mr. Pop. That’s the ultimate love.
Thank goodness there are lots of different kinds of love and thank goodness I have been fortunate enough to experience so many of them. If it finds its way into my heart, I call it love.
This aura of the holidays is so pretty. The way it makes you feel insignificant but in the best sort of way. It’s so much larger than any of us, but it’s better if you’re a part of it. It’s the time when you take stock of who you are and where you are. You have the option of allowing your emotions to flow happily and freely along with the tide of the season. If you shed a few tears it’s okay. This time of year just about all emotions are acceptable. You almost have to cry once the season’s spirit has wrapped its arms around you and snuggled you close. Inside the folds of the season there is nothing frightening, nothing but sweetness and love. Meanwhile much of the world is ugly and mean, but for just a little while, it’s okay to ignore it. It’ll still be there waiting anytime you want to visit, but for right now let’s not.
Let’s just take a little timeout here and concentrate on this moment, this fleeting joy that’s within arm’s reach of our hearts. Please don’t let it get away from you. You don’t want to miss this opportunity. Just allow it to happen. It will you know. Shoot, I don’t want to experience this alone.
That’s why I’m writing you this love letter and inviting you to walk down this path with me. You see, as I’ve shared these Christmas stories with you, you have become the characters in one more Christmas story. That Christmas story will describe these wonderful people who have allowed me to share myself with them. I opened up my memories and laid them before you. Thank you for treating them so gently. What a lovely story you have given me. I love you for that.
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