At night, when we lay our heads on the pillow (if we are lucky to have one), our eyes closed, may we see the light of Christmas. It is as when we were all children and the world was ours.
That light is in your eyes, knowing and bright. That light will lead us back to those cold, snowy, rosy cheek winter nights as we gather for yet another sleigh ride over the rolling fields of life, singing “The First Noel” and “peace on earth.”
It warms my heart to have you in my life, to hear and feel that child’s light. That child within who is always there.
My love to one and all,