There is nothing like the birth of a child to make one appreciate Christmas.
My younger sister and I used to fight over who would get to blow out the candles of the Advent wreath.
“I got the job,” she told me. It was news not shared with the exuberance I expected of someone who had worked hard and hoped hard for her new opportunity.
November is often referred to as Gratitude Month.
How many of you, when asked, "How are you doing?", have replied, "I'm just waiting for this year to end"?