“The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.” ~ Picasso
I went to the grocery today. They have decked the halls – every single one of them – with Christmas stuff. This year we can select from a variety of nutcrackers. Like golf? You can get a golf themed nutcracker. Into cowboys? Yup, got those, too (he even has a guitar). Soccer? No problem. And who could resist a Kiss rock star nutcracker? You know what I loved about Christmas when I was young (besides gifts, of course)? It only lasted a little while. It wasn’t just about stuff. It was magical; purposeful. I miss those effervescent holidays like I miss short elections. Still, I like the traditional nutcrackers, and I especially like the black ones. They have great capes.