I wish you a Christmas and New Year where you look forward to the future of possibilities and look backward to the past as lessons learned; a past where you recall fond memories you now have stored.
I wish you the time to reflect, relax, and realize there are enough hours in a day; you may just be expecting too much from it and yourself.
I wish you the realization of what is important; time is fleeting and the future is a mystery. Take no loved one for granted; people can leave and enter your life unexpectedly.
I wish you the ability to grasp moderation not perfection in everything; value for each action isn’t measured by its grandness, but by its motive. The more you do, doesn’t make you or the act more valuable; it is alright to have limitations.
I wish you love in its purest form that began in a manager and went to a cross. You can’t duplicate it, you can’t repay it, but you can accept it because it is a gift.
I wrote this for my Christmas cards in 2013, but my sister-in-law reminded me of it so I thought I'd share it here.
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