Days, that is. Before the most glorious day of the year. I anticipate the day while bemoaning the fact that it will be over too soon.
I believe it was Erma Bombeck who said “There’s nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.” Maybe so, but you know what? Hardly a Christmas Eve passes that I don’t peer up in the sky and listen for sleigh bells.
Christmas! The very word brings joy to our hearts. No matter how we may dread the rush, the long lines as we wait to pay for our gifts, the cooking and cleaning (if we’re lucky enough to have family coming), there is still the same warm feeling we had as children, the same warmth that enfolds our hearts and our homes.
Why can’t every day be like Christmas? I can hear Elvis belting out the tune. The answer: It can, if we will just let the happy feelings and good deeds carry us through the coming year.
“If everyday could be like Christmas, what a wonderful world it would be,” concluded Elvis.
Christmas is not a date on the calendar. It is a state of mind.