I am the first one up. I am drinking coffee and taking selfies because I don’t know what to do when the young’ns are still a’bed on Christmas morning. I’m too excited to sleep. What the hell are they doing? Ah, the wisdom of children. They (we) were up way too late last night. I am glad they are still snoozing.
Welcome to the season of miracles, of the holy fantastic, of the divine impossible. May you find joy in the gifts you give and receive this day. May you find love in the face of the hardness of this celebration. And, if you find yourself alone, know that you too are held in love. We got you.
I’m going to have another cuppa jo and maybe read a little.
Ho! Ho! Ho!
You are a dead ringer for Santa
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