Food. I like food. People eat may different types of food at Christmas time. Some people eat fish. Some eat duck or turkey. Others eat roast meats then there is pastries and chocolates and fruit cake and of course my favorite the cookie. It seems each year I have a different cookie that rises to the top of my list. Last year was Snickerdoodles. Mmmmmm. Not sure what this year will be. I never know till Christmas Eve. But the great thing about eating the Christmas feast is the sharing. The breaking bread together. There is great meaning here. There is great fellowship. When people put aside the illusions of differences, angers they have been holding on to. Most of the time I bet they can’t even remember what they had a problem with. But either way. we make an agreement with ourselves that this day we won’t bring those up. At the Christmas feast we will share what we all long for. Family. Friends. A connection to one another. If it is only once a year. Say yes. Be the Santa in you. Set the plans. Set the table. These are the memories for which we give thanks. Merry Christmas.