Halfway ’round the world on Christmas
Posted: December 23, 2008 11:31 pmFiled under: Kevin, Uncategorized, photo, rant, reflection
It’s not a post about Santa Claus, nor defenses for the same.
It’s not a post about “Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,” nor any hokey tune heard during this time of year.
In fact, it’s not about anything but you.
Yes, this post is about YOU!
While I’m seated here in this sparsely barren living room, pecking out words on this QWERTY keyboard (I’m learning Dvorak, ’cause I’m damn tired of the b.s. mistakes so common with this feaked-out, messed-up, worse-than-random keyboard layout), I’ve been thinking about me.
Yeah… but you said this post was about me!
No, I said it was about you.
You’re not me, nor am I you. While I am me, and you are neither me nor I, you can say you of yourself that you are “I,” yet not the I which is me, while I can only attest that I am not you, nor you I.
Having said that (and having muddled through reading it) think about someone else other than your spouse, your children, your neighbor or perhaps your friends, family at church, social or civic club or work.
There are folks, like me, whom are thousands of miles away from home, away from family, while having some friends here (whom, thank God, have graciously invited me into their home this Christmas), whom are not surrounded by loved ones, family or close friends.
They’re wearing tee shirts, or prison blues, combat fatigues, surgical scrubs, bullet-proof vests, sandals, clerical collars, and more.
Whether they’re where they are by choice or by law, they’re away from home, family, friends and loved ones.
They miss you. Yes, they miss you.
See?
I told you this post was about you!
Give ‘em a call.
Pick up that cell phone or land line and “reach out and touch someone.”
Would they give their left arm (or any other body part) to be with you?
Oh, hell yes! Yes!!
Who wouldn’t want to be with those with whom they could laugh, joke, eat, drink, hug, kiss, hold, and look into their eyes for affirmation of themselves and the precious relationship they have with you?
Yeah… you.
It’s all about you.
