May we during this most magical season remember all the wonderful gifts bestowed upon us by those with whom we share lives.

May we see not just the blessings received, but opportunities to bear gifts of our own to those around us, those important to us, those dear to us.

May we remember always that our time together on this firmament is too-brief, so we must say our words, dance our dances, share our hugs, and, yes, shed our tears with one another while Capricious Fates still grant us leave to do so.

And may we bring these thoughts, this feeling, the spirit of the season, into the rest of the cold winter and the following seasons until next time, next Christmas, next year.