Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall. ~Larry Wilde, The Merry Book of Christmas
May the spirit of Christmas bring you peace,
The gladness of Christmas give you hope,
The warmth of Christmas grant you love.
Seems that Christmas this year is something that is occurring each day. It is the sights and sounds here in Prague, through the markets and malls, and through email words and wishes from the heart. It is the eye contact a child makes with his mother during a school play, it is wishing you could fix inequities in a friend's workplace, it is looking forward to returning home for the holidays and it is wishing to just talk with a friend for hours and hours. Certainly it is much more. It is the smell of cookies baking. It is hoping that wishes come true. It is powdered sugar covered Stolen. It is giving without expectation. and that is the best part.
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