In a few days, I will be near people I love. I can't wait!

The visa's almost fixed. The gifts are inferior, but ready to be packed. It's time to fly. Tonight, like Peter Pan, I found my happy thought. I'm soaring!

Take a moment and consider that death and haircuts are unavoidable. What one thing (reference to the City Slickers movies) is most important to you. It, he, or she is your happy thought. Some of you are lucky enough to have trouble deciding, but decide you must. If the grim reaper has you scheduled for Christmas Eve, what is most important? What must be, if next week is the last you see?

Did I mention I was soaring?

It's funny, happy thoughts come and go. If you are granted the great gift of living another year, your one thing might change. It may change tomorrow. Happy thoughts are not reciprocal, but once you know and have clear vision, they are consumptive.

Tonight I had the opportunity to host a family for dinner. In classic error, the husband was away on pressing business. I pray both you and he find the ability to soar sometime soon.

But... avoid extremes!