How to Have a Merry Christmas (or any holiday).
Don’t get upset at imperfection.I discovered the secret to having a Merry Christmas long ago. It was Christmas Eve 1993. I stopped by my brother Gene’s home to drop off the presents I had gotten for my nephews, John and Nic. John was 9 years old and Nic was 7 years old. It was about 7 pm and I was invited to go to Midnight Mass. I enjoyed the time before mass playing with my nephews. I had just been dumped by my long term girlfriend. The way she dumped...