It's all fair in love and Walmart! We had
to stop by yesterday to cash a check for
number one lover. As the young man
behind the cash register counted out his
money, the lad remarked, "Oh look, a ten;
I didn't know we had any tens." Coming
directly back to the car, my guy pulls out
his cash, recounts it, and guess what?
NO TEN SPOT! After the initial outrage,
he commented, "I've never before been
conned so slick!" On a larger scale of
sorrow, we heard on early morning news
today that a young man in a local park
was found shooting, sadly ending up as
a suicide by cop. As December approaches
with its glitz, parties and celebrations, we
tend to forget the sadness behind the bright
lights. For every child receiving a sack
load of Santa pressies, yet another doesn't
know where the next meal is coming from.
There are families going through their own
private hell in order to make a special holiday
for their children. Others, out of despair,
resort to petty theft or worse. And, not to
forget the CARAVAN, fighting cold, hunger
and exhaustion . . . no matter personal points
of view. Obviously, none of us are Mother
Teresa, but let's open our hearts and minds
to be ever vigilant, careful and thoughtful,
and as giving as we possibly can. Perhaps
it would be much better to celebrate half
and gift the rest. After all, our coffers and
larders are full, yet 'tis not so for many
others. Here's me wishing all of us amazing
holidays and open arms and hearts!
sadness and glories
pray grant me many merries
can't hack the sorrows
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