Well, Christmas has come, once again.
Not surprisingly, I ate more than I should have at our annual Christmas Eve feast (despite the vow that "this year it would be different"). My brother and sister-in-law outdid themselves in providing the "seven fishes"; the polenta with scallops, shrimp, and tilapia in a spicy marinara sauce being the piece de resistance. My niece's boyfriend, being the newcomer to the festivities, could only shake his head in awe at the spread (and, one assumes, our ability to consume it).
All of the presents have been opened. Most Christmas wishes seem satisfied, at least at our house. I cannot help but reflect on our good fortune. My family has been blessed by God in so many ways. Still, I know there are those who have not been so lucky and for whom Christmas is a time when want is felt more keenly.
Because of that, I want to be sure that my kids understand how fortunate they are and that they understand the need to share their gifts with others who may not have as much as they do. Without being sappy about it, I want to find a way to convey that message to them so that charity and humility will remain part of their make-up.
In any event, accept my best wishes for a Merry Christmas to you and your families.
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