Christmas, my child, is love in action. Every time we love, every time we give, it's Christmas. (Dale Evans Rogers)Christmas has always delivered for me some of the fondest and cherished memories, so heart-felt are some, in fact, that it can keep me warm even on the coldest night sleeping outdoors as a homeless person. That’s why it’s important to make those memories while we can because you’ll never know when a nice solitary laugh or a smile might come in handy. That is not to say we are not creating anything memorable at R|J. I can assure you, we are. We are merely looking for the proper time to make such disclosures, which will be soon.
Wow is probably the best way to express it. What an amazing year it is turning out to be. I was going to write a lengthier piece, a compilation of my hurts and pains as an indigent litigator. Then, I got to look around and realized what an embarrassing inconvenience all my struggles actually are standing next to those touched by nature’s fury this year - in Japan, Turkey, Brazil, Thailand, Pakistan and recently the Philippines. That’s not even mentioning the changes conceived from the minds and hands of humanity - Arab Spring the most notable. There were many paradigm changing events that it doesn’t seem any corner of the globe was spared by the swirling winds of change.
I suppose that makes the opportunity to be merry a responsibility and a distinct privilege. We must do it for those who did not make it back this Christmas, our brave men and women of the Armed Forces who will not see the dawn of a new year. Raise a glass to them and you may feel a gust of wind in reply. That would be one of them offering you a snappy salute - a presentment of arms in return. We are grateful for their sacrifice and that of their family's.
Have a Happy Holiday Season, y'all.
