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My 25 Days Of Christmas 2008


The air is scarce up here!
I live in the time where people do things because they can and not think about the consequences. They only do it because at that moment they feel good about themselves. I don't do those things and some of us are not apart of the bigger picture. We just don't belong. Left hanging of bring of life's bitter end. Gasping for air on a cliff to high up for comfort with only those around us that are the same. Is there a way to fit in without taking up their ways, I think not. For now we must keep holding on to what we have now.

The Bells Can Stop If You Want Them To

Sleigh bells ring to those who can hear them and those who can't just don't believe. I believe in the perfect Christmas. But the perfect Christmas is not the one in the department store window or the one where you get everything you want. Most live for the wants and not for the needs. I am no different, but at least I know where to draw the line. When will the human race learn where to draw that same line and remember that there is more to life then that of gold, silver, and green? The perfect Christmas is only four letters small. Love! It is the greatest gift anyone can receive in their life time. There is no substitute for Love. So before the sunsets and the moon rises and all that you know of turns to dust please ask yourself, Do you love enough?

My 25 days of Christmas:

December 1, 2008

We put up the tree!

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