Merry Christmas to all! Today is December 25th, 2013, and many of us wonder where the time has gone. Not just the days of this year but the days, months, and years in our lives.
Christmas is a time of sharing, a time of giving, and a time of remembering. I want to borrow a few lines from the song Memories written by Marvin Hamlisch.
Memories, like the corners of my mind; Misty water-colored memories, of the way we were;
Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind; Smiles we gave to one another, for the way we were.
The changes we have seen are too many to list, yet the world is not the same as when we started school in the 1950s. Many of the high school graduates of 2014 will be unable to read, write, or perform simple math. Such was not the case when we had teachers such as Mrs. Hutchinson, Mrs. Steadman, Mrs. Copeland, and Mrs. Brakefield. And for us boys, let us not forget the influences of Coach Hub Dotson, Bruce Handley, Paul Wylie, and our principal Mr. Brakefield. As schoolkids, we didn’t realize how fortunate we were to attend Martin High School.
As I write this today, I am filled with memories of my childhood and those who touched my life. I remember Lynn Long, Jerry Chappell, Steve Ferguson, Harry Copeland, David Estes, Greg Gross, L.J. Fondren, Monte Key, Fred Harsany, Steve Hill, and Ronnie Thompson. I remember Bonita Lollar, Laura Jane Morrow, Rickey Henson, Susan Jackson, Karen Smith, Ann Henderson, Donna Stewart, and Hilda Teske.
My point is, no matter who you are, or where you are, or where you came from, there are many who have touched your life. Take a moment to think of them.
Now take a moment to remember those who are no longer with us. I wish I could have one more Christmas with my Mom and Dad. Some day, our children will wish they had one more day with us. As the saying goes, we are not promised tomorrow.
If you are fortunate enough to spend today with family, give each one a hug filled with love. Let them know how you feel. Start a new tradition. Gather all the young ones around and tell them a story about their great grandmother or grandfather. Keep the memories alive, for one day we will be only a memory, and maybe a future generation will tell a story about us.
Take a few minutes to reach out to old friends. A surprise call sometimes lift spirits, and most certainly can evoke memories and laughter.
Christmas is more than giving and receiving gifts. But is it really? Many celebrate their faith, and they should. Some line up at soup kitchens in hopes of getting out of the cold and having a hot meal. Sadly, some will die today. Joyously, some will be born to today. Life happens.
The greatest gift you can give is yourself with unconditional love for your family and appreciation for your friends. Those who have touched our lives have done so for a reason, though we might never know why.
The greatest gift you can receive is the unconditional love from your family and appreciation from your friends.
Let a smile fill your face. Open your arms. Let the joy of family and friends wash over you. For now you have riches beyond measuring.
Merry Christmas to all.
Until next time, Ready or Not.