Frozen in time, he still greets Christmas. He smile belies the chill that awaits memories refusing to be reframed by new experiences. Even Frosty the Snowman melted; and, this one will, too.
So, long before Easter’s vigil there can be resurrection defying the Ghosts of Christmas’ Past. What must be are new memories, intentionally made. Moments created to be shared, so that they may be reinforced in their telling, and in their retelling lightening the burden of shadows long-cast.
Let Christmas be anew.
