sometimes within the hustle and bustle, the traffic, the budgets, the gift getting, the crowds, and the time crunch, we start to lose sight of the TRUE meaning of this beautiful time of year. today i learned that the beauty doesnt lie in the perfect gift, it thrives on the laughter and smiles of the people closest to you. and the ones that need it the most.
every one of them has their own story. their own journey. their own pasts. one of them is a docter, another is a nurse, professor, navy vet. they all had incredibly successful lives. they all saw (most participated in) the vietnam war, world war II, the great depression, some even the first world war. and they all ended up here. each has at least one peice of clear memory lost in their hopeless minds and when they remember, its like they take you back to the moment itself.
whether it sitting around the record player listening to Frank Senatra's Christmas, or laughing (more like crying) about duke's new shoes, or gloria's bib, being with them is the best christmas present of them all. <3
No comments:
Post a Comment