Bright and cheerful happiness comes with a story that may not have always been bright and cheerful.
It is Christmas in the mansion, yule-log fires and silken frocks; It is Christmas in the cottage, mother's filling little socks. It is Christmas on the highway, in the thronging, busy mart. It is Christmas when we kindle the fire; It is Christmas when we open hospitality and charity of the heart. Is it still Christmas for the homeless? Is it still Christmas for the terminally ill? Is it still Christmas for the brokenhearted?
No matter where you find yourself this holiday may you find Christmas living inside your heart and filling you with love.
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