Well, here we are. It's Christmastime, once again. It's a quieter time this season for many of us. It's been a tough year for most. Still, we can rejoice in the fact that we are still here and carrying on as best we can. There have been more joyous times in the past. There has been less worry, strife and hardship before. But, we're here. We manage to press on and muddle through all the challenges that arise. We're resilient. Our hearts are tough and seasoned. There's little that can throw us off life's path. We seem to have been tested an awful lot of late, haven't we? Some mornings, it doesn't seem worth it to "chew through the straps." But we get up each day and try again. Maybe today things will change and our lives will be full of promise and hope. We can't let down. Other people are watching what we do. We must be strong and get through another day. Perhaps there's something wonderful awaiting us? Does anyone really know? Or, do we all actually know deep inside that everything is going to be all right? Maybe it has already been taken care of?
These seem to be the times when an introspective search is in order. Deeper questions beg to be answered as we near another new year. What in the world does it all mean and what is our role? I'm not prepared to just do a cameo in the story of my life. I want to have some ability to choose wisely, to avoid making the same mistakes over and over again, to attain some semblance of peace. As do we all.
So, a time for reflection, I say, a time to plan wisely for the coming years, a time to use the wisdom that we have stored inside for so long, a time to begin again—and this time, to do it right. It's the time for all of us.
Happy holidays, everyone. I love this special place here where we live. I love all of you. It's been awfully nice talking to you all this year.