An opED, but no, not that.
Old dog, new tricks? Nah, not really. Moreso, awakening, again I guess you could say....
Much, on social media upsets. I still, occasionally, show my hiney. Thankfully, I spilt Coke (ok dangit, beer) on the keyboard of my laptop, and my B and N no longer function. (Using 'onscreen keyboard' one-letter at a time for this which makes blogging virtually impossible, YW), and, showing my hiney in retort, less frequent, TYVM Victor, YW.
Silent Night. I'm VERY slowly learning from wise folks who NEVER EVER show their hiney here. I wish I could name names, I shouldn't, just know, we all have friends who fit that mold, we LOVE them, and we so admire you, your wisdom.
Christmas is kinda like a selfie where ya got those barely visible, transparent images reflecting that literally make life rewarding.
Objects like family.. Oh, we (and they, I'm sure) may occasionally think 'What?'... 'Why?' and every once in awhile 'Are you serious? Crazy?' - but, by golly there ain't no better hug, no better smile, no better audible "I love you!", no better comfort, relaxation.
Friends, in that reflection. What would, could we do without friends? I'm finding, the longer you've known someone, the more times ya just simply smile at one another not really saying anything (whenya silently really are.) Friends are the spices, herbs, desserts to the meal of life.
Pets. Pets lend the loyalty of that missing loved one. They serve in the role of friend, loved one. They are attentive when many in life may not be.
Coworkers. Sure your hand may be forced, but the next thing ya know they jump on that reflextion of friend, loved one, and even sometimes relative!
The reflection of those once there. Now, an empty chair? Oh contrare, you are wth us in every way but the physical. TV shows, songs on the radio, the resemblance we see/hear in those who came after. You're there in the picture on the wall, the ornament on the tree, the aroma from the kitchen on the recipe you handed down. We 'see' you there, in our prayer, and we speak to you in our dreams.
We need you Christmas, but you knew that.
The jingles, the bells, the travels, the perils. The wrapping, the waiting, the hark, the herald, and of course the carols.
Red, green, bright lights, , turkey, mashed pataters, pecan pie to die for. The whole Christmas spread, a sight for sore eyes...yes please, I'll have another, who cares about the belly, the thighs.
On Dasher, on Prancer, on Ralphie, on Clark. Family love, yes even you cousin Eddie, pass the green beans, where's the confetti?
Sure Mr. Grinch, Ebenezer too... Rudolph, the Elves, can't forget, the Mrs...and that jolly guy, of course Mr Claus....
All, great reason for thanks and a pause...
Merry Christmas everyone, it's a most, wonderful time, of the year....
Love, Victurd
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