In a Squeak and a Blink it was Done. Not Just a Year. 2019. But a Decade.

Are You Ready to Find New Magic?

Before jumping into the New Decade, I Hope to Heed the Advice of Ebenezer Scrooge, and Learn from the Past. Long Past? No. My Past.

Let’s Begin. With Poor Old Jacob Marley.

Jacob Marley’s Ghost.

“Business!” cried the Ghost, wringing its hands again. “Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence were all my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!”

Mankind is my Business. Yes. An important step.

Trying to do better by learning from the Past…

The First of the Three Spirits. The Spirit of Christmas Past.

“Who, and what are you?” Scrooge demanded.
“I am the Ghost of Christmas Past.“
“Long Past?” inquired Scrooge: observant of its dwarfish stature.
“No. Your past.”

And so We First Look to the Past. Long Past? Oh No. Our Past. We had Ups and Downs. This Way and That. Hopes and Dreams. Fails and Disappointments. Loves and Losses. Silliness. Scariness. Laughs. Smiles. Hopefully Sprinkled with Fun. It is simply called Life.

For Me, 2019 was a Year for Us to Travel. Together. To Make Up for the Times in the All Too Near Past when We Were Stuck Close to Home fighting the Fight to Good Health.

With Battle Scars, We Experienced Miracles. True Miracles. Prayers were answered. Tears, both sad and happy were shed. Wishes were Granted. Strong Fighters Stepped out of the Haze. Brave Medical Crusaders Forged Forward Breaking Down Barriers, Overcoming the Darkness and Embracing the Light. We will Forever be Thankful.

2019 was the Year We Had the Opportunity to Give Back. And We Did. And Will Continue to Give Back. For We Will Forever be Thankful.

Our favorite organizations that Give Back to Mankind and We are Honored to be a small part…

The Second Spirit. The Spirit of Christmas Present.

“They are Man’s,” said the Spirit, looking down upon them. “And they cling to me, appealing from their fathers. This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased. Deny it!”

“Have they no refuge or resource?” cried Scrooge.
“Are there no prisons?” said the Spirit, turning on him for the last time with his own words. “Are there no workhouses?”

Being Kind to Each Other. To Everyone. Always.

The Last Spirit. The Spirit of Christmas Yet to Be.

“Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, and infinitely more; and to Tiny Tim, who did NOT die, he was a second father. He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man, as the good old city knew, or any other good old city, town, or borough, in the good old world. 

Some people laughed to see the alteration in him, but he let them laugh, and little heeded them; for he was wise enough to know that nothing ever happened on this globe, for good, at which some people did not have their fill of laughter in the outset; and knowing that such as these would be blind anyway, he thought it quite as well that they should wrinkle up their eyes in grins, as have the malady in less attractive forms. His own heart laughed: and that was quite enough for him.“

Laughter. Love. Forgiveness. Hope. Dreams.

Learning from the Past. Staying in the Present. Looking to the Future. Giving Back. Being Kind. With Hope and Joy.

A New Decade. A New Start. Let’s Embrace it All.

And Always, Always Add a Sprinkle of Magic.