A Christmas gift to each of you....
I have learned over the years that Christmas can mean many different things to different people. In those meanings I have discovered that one constant always seems to ring out, childhood memories.
As I approach the winter of my years I find that these memories are some of the most joyful in my lifetime. Stored away in a secure place in my heart where only I can call on them when needed, I can only assume that others have theirs as well and are stored like mine in that special place.
I have come to realize that in today's world that the giving of gifts, especially when considering all those you would love to give one to is so many that in reality it just is not feasible. For this reason I took time to think of something that I felt from my heart would be appropriate. It did not take long for me to realize what gift that would be, as there really is but one.
So with that I realized a gift of most importance to either him or her which may not have been the best but the one given from the heart with love and caring and through each day through out time be be remembered is the one that we all have in us yet sometimes we forget...Memories.
They bring a joy and smile to our faces, a tear of happiness whether seeing our first born, or hearing a song that brings back a first love. In all of us there are memories...
As this is Christmas, my gift to you is within you already. I give you for this special time of year, the gift of childhood Christmas'. A chance to open your heart and relive the mornings where you could not sleep the night before..Where when you awoke the scent of pine rang out through out the house. The aroma of bake goods coming from the kitchen. And last but not least, the tree all a glitter with lights that seem to go on forever with gifts brightly packaged as to call you by name as you came into the room.
Many this year may not have the Christmas they once had, but the ones from our childhood can still bring back a warmth over our heart and soul and spirit. It is within each of us to just simply remember.
May the Christmas memories in your heart be a gift that with caring be given to you this year.
Merry Christmas.
Yogi
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No I am not a Miniature Doberman, I was around 200 years before Karl Frederich Louis Doberman created the Dobie, and as for my friends the Manx cats, yes they are better at playing fetch than I am, I am a Miniature Pinscher. http://blackhawkkennels.webs.com/
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