It’s hard to feel festive when you’ve got a parent in the hospital, a kid at urgent care, travel plans to reorganize, cousins counting on you, and too much to do in the limited time you have left. But my mom sent me a text last night saying that as she was aggravated at running errands in traffic on 202, she passed the funeral home and saw the parking lot full — and it reminded her, and consequently the rest of us, that, indeed, it’s a wonderful life.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus and (s)he is all of us. Spread that merry joy far and wide and I promise, even in the grinchiest of hearts, it will come back.
God Bless Us, Every one.
Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Everything, from the Buzz.