From the day he was born, my son has been my greatest teacher. Here’s what he taught me today:

It’s not the gift, but the giving that brings us joy.

We are comforted and made happy by our traditions and rituals.

Spending time with those you love is the most precious gift.

Friend, I know this day of celebration for many is difficult for others. I know that there are those of you who do not celebrate Christmas and might feel left out on a day when the joy of others is thrown in your faces. I know that there are those of you who have lost someone you love and are in mourning. I know there are those of you who are in the process of losing someone you love. I know that for some of you this will be your last Christmas. I know that there are some of you who feel unloved. I know that there are some of you who are bitter and sad and I know that there are some of you who are alone and lonely.

Friend, there is a place for you at our table today. We have an empty spot that I will set and think of you when I do. I will think of those I have lost and those you have lost. I will think of those of you who are  in need of comfort and camaraderie.

Merry Christmas, Friend. Today, the chair is for you. Today, you are part of our family, a participant in our many traditions. Today, you are one of us.

 

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