Merry Christmas!

I imagine that all the wrapping paper has been put in to recycling and the left over turkey is parcelled up and waiting to become hot turkey sandwiches or turkey hash.  The unwrapped presents lay gleaming under the tree, beckoning another look or touch and that you are asleep with contented hearts and full tummies.

 

I can't help but think how truly blessed we are, no matter our worries about making ends meet or making sure our children have what they need.  We live in a place where you can get medical care  and not be sent a bill, a place where if you truly are in need you can get food and clothes and, at least for the most part, ensure that you have a roof over your head.  I know that there are people out there in Canada who don't feel that way, who wonder where the next meal is coming from or if they will have somewhere safe to sleep tonight, but they are the minority.  (Yes, I know this is still unacceptable, but at least we aren't facing hordes of displaced people with no more than the clothes on their back and fear in their hearts.)

 

Back to the point - we are blessed.  We are blessed in our loved ones, our comforts and sometimes even in our hardships.  And for that I'm grateful.  So with this glowing sense of peace and prosperity I wish you (& Ron certainly does, too):

 

A very merry Christmas & a healthy, happy, prosperous New Year