So here it is. ‘tis the “season to be jolly” has come ‘round again. I’ve been stuck these past few weeks in the post-election blues and my brain felt frozen. But today I did my “Merry Christmas” phone calls to grandsons and a couple of old friends. It worked somewhat to elevate the spirits without actual spirits, but that will surely come later.
I decided to make a Christmas wish list/New Year’s resolutions:
I wish the next Congress will not slash and burn Medicare and Social Security.
I wish my grandkids won’t end up glowing in the dark.
I wish for the cream of humanity to rise to the top and leave the sour milk behind.
I wish for us to be kind to one another.
I will try to experience something new at least once a week.
I will spend less on food and eat healthier.
I will not let social media freak me out and stoke fear.
I will hate the cat a little less, maybe…
This a beautiful Christmas picture I saw today on my daughter-in-law’s Facebook page. I think it came from Realm of the Faerie Garden
So, Merry Christmas, dammit!