12/24/14 RMB Merry
Christmas Eve
Dear Rita Mae
Brown,
The sun has set
on this Christmas Eve. Emotions feel loud. Friends call out of the blue. Cheers
and well wishes bounce about.
Some people
smile more and others flip their cars in a rush get from here to there. It’s a
wild and crazy time of year. Many are caught up in doing the “right” thing and
others are either creating or defying traditions.
And I am here,
writing, with the hopes that somewhere in these words you will find something
worth reading. A conversation echo’s from earlier this year. My nephew trio
conversed in the backseat and Santa entered the discussion.
“Rita is
Santa.” One states matter-of-factly.
“Rita is Santa?”
Another questions.
He clarifies, “Every
day with Rita is like Christmas because she always brings presents.”
“Yeah, I get
it.” The third confirms.
At that point I
add that they are right in away. Rita the person isn’t necessarily Santa, but
the goodwill that she brings forth as she gives them things, that is the
makings of Santa. Furthermore, it is the same force that sends us the sunshine
and the rain drops. Just as Rita brings gifts every visit, we are presented everyday
with more gifts than can be counted.
By then I had
lost their attention. They are young boys after all. Maybe the conversation was
for me, more so than for them anyway. And now it is yours, the mystery of Santa
decoded. May your days fill with his gifts through the holiday and always.
Many blessings
to you,
Loraine
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