It’s the Hap-Happiest Season of All.
When you’re young, Christmas is a magical time that you look forward to, and revel in every year. Then you get older, and Christmas becomes this pedal to the metal shit-storm of too much to do and too little time.
Just driving home from work becomes a test of nerves as the holiday shoppers play demolition derby in every intersection. Stopping to pick up milk, eggs, and bread is like trying to get a seat on one of the Titanic’s life boats. This isn’t a war on Christmas; Christmas is war!
So in this week leading up to the holiday, I want you to know that I’ve said a prayer for all of you to get through this season safely and sanely. Don’t forget that it’s not about the petty mayhem surrounding you, it’s about those precious moments you get to have with the people you care about the most.