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Christmas reminds us we are not alone. We are not unrelated atoms, jouncing and ricocheting amid aliens, but are a part of something, which holds and sustains us. As we struggle with shopping lists and invitations, compounded by December's bad weather, it is good to be reminded that there are people in our lives who are worth this aggravation, and people to whom we are worth the same. Christmas shows us the ties that bind us together, threads of love and caring, woven in the simplest and strongest way within the family.
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When your name comes up in conversation, my eyes sparkle and my smile shines :)
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"The most courageous act is still to think for yourself . Aloud"- Coco Chanel
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"If us poor slobs can't stick together, then we aint even worth the bullets to blow our brains out."- (My General) Granny
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At Christmastime, children play an essential part in our celebrations. So much of what we do is intended to please them--and all the while our hearts keep hearkening back to the Christmas memories of our own childhoods. On Christmas Eve, sometimes we can't help but envy our children the stars in their eyes, especially when our own eyes are dull with exhaustion. Christmas is so much simpler for a child. Can we open our tired, adult eyes to that same simplicity?
Ellen Sanna |
Roses are reddish
Violets are bluish If it weren't for Christmas We'd all be Jewish. ~Benny Hill |
"Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow." - Melody Beattie - |
For me, the spirit of Christmas is about
letting the loving but messy little rituals become just as important as the solemn and graceful ones. It's about making room for everyone. Ann Michael |
May you have the gladness of Christmas which is hope;
The spirit of Christmas which is peace; The heart of Christmas which is love. ~Ada V. Hendricks |
The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other.
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How very special are we
For just a moment to be Part of life's eternal rhyme How very special are we To have on our family tree Mother Earth and Father Time He turns the seasons around And so she changes her gown But they always look in their prime They go on dancing their dance Of everlasting romance Mother Earth and Father Time The summer larks return to sing Oh, what a gift they give Then autumn days grow short and cold Oh, what a joy to live The autumn days grow short and cold It's Christmas time again Then snows of winter slowly melt The days grows short And then He turns the seasons around And so she changes her gown Mother Earth and Father Time How very special are we For just a moment to be Part of life's eternal rhyme ~ Charlotte's Web |
TO LIVE IS TO LOVE BUT TO LOVE IS TO TRULY LIVE---ME
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"Your greatest fear is a dragon guarding your deepest gift." Rilke
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“Sometimes it's the smallest decisions that can change your life forever.”
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Never put a cat on your head. It hurts real bad.
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Looking from behind the Mirror
As I walk past the mirror. I stop to take a long look at the image that is looking back at me. I start to follow the lines of the face that once did not exist. The smile that once laughed years of vocal sounds, looks sadder. The lips that use to have a multifaceted of expression . Seem to frown down wards. The forehead that once was flawless, is filled with scars and wrinkles of long past. The cheeks that once were proud as my ancestry seem hollow and limp. I stare deeply into these eyes. The eye’s that once had a fierce fire, seems dim. What has happened to the person in the mirror, that is looking back at me? Shall I take down the mirror so that I can look from behind the mirror? Perhaps I will find the once youthful and vibrant being that once lived in the old body. Or will I see. As I do from the front of the mirror. And old dull coating of silver. Mine. |
All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.
~Anatole France |
Change always comes bearing gifts.
~Price Pritchett |
"You can tell more about a person by what he says about others - than what others say about him."
- Audrey Hepburn |
Laws control the lesser man. Right conduct controls the greater one. ~Chinese Proverb |
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