Like many other Christmas days before, this has been a less than satisfactory one for the Tin Man. Granted that I usually hold near romantic expectations, it still surprises me when the unfolding events of life fall short of my dreams. But I am forced to be thankful this Christmas with the realization that many other persons were less fortunate than myself. My letter to Santa Claus demanded a party in heaven. He gave me one on earth. Today, I learnt that a neighbour of mine had his Christmas in hell and he hasn’t yet returned.
