On this day each year, we ponder on the year which has passed, and the year yet to come; and still, we don't know how things went wrong, nor how to make anything better.
Most of us would like to trust the people, with which, we share our lives, but trusting can make us vulnerable; and all we wish to do, is live without pain.
There is no bite in the air, nor the hope of snow. But, there are signs of Christmas, wherever you go. I usually love this time of year, with all the kindness and the cheer. I always want it to last, for more than a single day. For that to work, more people must want it that way.