All I Want for Christmas

Santa must be preparing his runway because we have snow. Albeit the spotty, slushy, and almost gone type of snow, but it doesn't matter, it's almost Christmas and there's snow.

This year I wasn't sure what to ask Santa for. World peace was at the top of the list, fewer natural disasters in 2006 was another favorite, but most of all I would like an end to all disease, especially the cancer that is this minute killing my uncle. Hurry Santa, please hurry.

A big job you're saying.

Yes I know. Maybe I went a little too far with my wish list this year. Some problems may be solved this year. Maybe we'll start rebuilding the ozone layer or more people will be driving alternative fuel cars or someone will forget a grudge. But even Santa will be unable to stop death.

I guess Christmas comes even when the snow is slushy and the presents are all socks. This year what I really want under the tree is a greater acceptence of life in all its glories and horrors. And in my stocking, a little more compassion for everyone involved in both.

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