‘Teachers of some of the greatest lessons’
Scout says things I cannot. She is speaking of the annual Community Development Services Christmas party. The person in the picture at her blog is our beloved Patsy, who gives me Christmas spirit even when I try very hard to avoid it.
For them, Santa never dies because they are blessed (not limited) in the ability not to look at Christmas and everything else with a clouded, complicated, calloused and hardened mind, unreceptive to the Christmas spirit, but instead through the simple, sweet and unaffected mind of a child. Their bait for the Christmas spirit is unwavering belief in the good and pure happiness and faith that the good will always prevail. Peeling back the complications, crabbiness and despair that try to break into the holiday season and everyday life, they exude trust, love and support.
Disabled? They are the teachers of some of the greatest lessons.
