At this time of
the year, our emotions run high. We become flooded with the memories of youth, both good
This is why so many people feel this is the saddest time of the year and
not the festive occasion we all want it to be.
Some of us went through a
difficult time in our youth, even though there are some bad memories, most everyone has
some memories of the good times.
Whether it was
playing in the snow, building an igloo or a snowman, stringing popcorn, drinking hot
chocolate, or going for a ride in a horse drawn sleigh, let us tap into these good
memories and fill our hearts with the laughter of our childhood, along with hope and
optimism for the future.
May your memories gently guide you into the future and not hold you back.
With Love, Anna May
is a time
Christmas is a time of love,
A time of joy and cheer,
Christmas is a peaceful time,
That wondrous time of year.
A time of faith, a time of hope,
Of friendships much more true;
Christmas is a joyous time
When love shall come to you.
Christmas is a little child;
It's tinsel shining bright,
Frosted windows, snowy lanes,
Candles in the night.
It's Santa Claus and dreams
So much that gladness sees;
It's holly wreaths and silver bells
And star-tipped Christmas trees.
Christmas is a place called
A door thrown open wide;
A crackling fire all aglow
And loving hearts inside.
It's happy faces, shining eyes,
Soft music in the air;
It's tissue, ribbon, cards to write
And secrets everywhere.
Christmas is a lighted Church
The very nicest part,
Believing in a special way
A prayer that fills your heart.
It's friendliness so much more real,
A blessing from above;
Christmas is the special time
We greet the folks we love.