There’s no tree picking or trimming this year.
The ornaments and decorations are still packed away.
Presents are not part of our holiday.
Cards will once again not be made or sent.
Christmas cheer has not made a dent.
Call us Scrooge if you must.
But we see no importance in creating such a fuss.
Instead, we are thankful each and everyday for the friends that surround us, for the roof over our heads, for the jobs that we have, for those that love us near and far, and most of all, for having found each other.
Christmas may come and go each year, but with each passing day, there is us. Together, through thick and thin.
And for that, I count myself blessed.