For any and all readers of S4E.
For those (like me) that love the smell of tinsel, freshly baked gingerbread and pine trees. For those that still wear those silly paper hats from crackers no matter how old they get and won’t give up the little plastic whistle or alien finger puppet for anyone.
For those that swear this time they won’t eat so much, and for those that don’t have so much to eat. For those who hope to get everything they want, and for those that give everything they have, including hope.
For those that still believe in magic and maybe even Santa, and everyone that helps create the magic I still believe in.
For those with good friends, those who are good friends; and especially for those who miss them.
For my good friends.