I must confess that Christmas is a bit different when your children have left the nest. I miss the excitement of watching my son and daughter opening those gifts under the tree. They had tried to guess what was in each package for days. We usually stumped them.
Of course, Shelley and I still have four grandchildren in town to celebrate with. Our other three grandchildren are celebrating Christmas in Germany this year.
The true meaning of Christmas to me, is the giving and receiving of the greatest gift of all. Many of us profess so much more pleasure in giving than receiving.
The seasonal shopping drives our economy and I’m grateful for that and supportive of all merchants. But the act of shopping has become a chore for me. I’m thankful that I’m at a point where I only really have to buy something for my bride of 43 years … and that’s a pleasure.
Our thought for today is from Thomas Tusser:
“At Christmas play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year.’”