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It arrived yesterday in our mailbox - the annual Christmas letter from this fellow we know. Each year he puts in detail what he has bought and in great detail. Last year's letter was all the stuff he bought for his house and where he traveled and how much he spent. Forgive me, but who needs tumbled marble tiles in his crawl space?
This year's brag was 3 ties for $625. Apparently they are like the ties Donald Trump wears.
Apparently this person has money to spend like this, but I personally would prefer to be ignorant of it.
His whole letter is about him, what he did, and what he spent. It's sad in a way that he has to brag each year what he did and bought.
I used to feel sorry for him, but I've since decided he likes living the way he does because he can buy whatever he wants. He fills his loneliness with things and then presses us with the details.
I would rather find satisfaction in what I have and the people who love me.
Needless to say, I won't be sending an annual Christmas letter to anyone.
It seems that so many celebrations center around food…birthday cakes…retirement dinners, graduation parties…the list is endless. Some folks give exquisite dinner parties with the fashionable settings and even more fashionable food. I’m not doing that – most of my stuff is pretty down home basic, but I feel anyone who comes to my home for a meal is fed, just not in a fancy way.
We met some friends to celebrate her birthday tonight. We had a decent meal at a local restaurant. It wasn’t really the food we went for, but the company and the observation of another year passing. It was a good time and a nice way to catch up on our lives.
Tomorrow night we invited a friend to sup with us. He’s the perfect guest – he compliments anything we serve, offers to bring something, and always makes the effort to try things. He is a witty conversationalist and we look forward to having him. He doesn’t mind the house isn’t totally picked up and tidy – he’s just happy to be invited and is good company.
Fortunately not all friendship depends on food, but it sure is a nice benefit, isn’t it?