Yes it is the season all right. But for many it is not.
We are the fortunate ones, we will be surrounded by family,friends and loved ones over the Christmas period.
Seated around the table we will eat good food and drink good drink and afterwards, after all the gifts have been unwrapped, we will slump on the sofa full of good cheer as well as food.
We’ll talk about all sorts of things, play silly games, open bottles, cans and scoff chocolate and other sweet stuff…eventually we’ll tire and fall asleep. When we wake we’ll go back to eating again and when the day is over we’ll retire to a warm bed and sleep the sleep of the happy.
Before you drift off think on this:
There are people out there, human beings just like us who will not have had a good Christmas. Instead they will have struggled in much the same way as they do each day of the year…I speak specifically of the homeless.
These poor unfortunates will have no bed to climb into, they will lie in shop doorways, park benches and any place available to them which will afford them some sort of protection from the elements.
They will have unwrapped no presents although they will probably have remembered a time when they did, before all their dreams, hopes and aspirations were shattered.
They’ll remember their youth and all the plans they had for a bright future, plans which came to nothing. They’ll perhaps remember a time when they had a family, a home and money in the bank, a time when things were not so harsh…and they’ll be sad at these memories.
Think on this…that could have been me or you or anyone of us