Singers croon out the christmas carols, lights are strung, snow is falling.
Nat King Cole. Elvis. Canadian Tenors. Tony Bennett. Diana Krall.
Every year I feel so much joy just at the thought of the season.
It may even be a bit much. But that's OK: I wait 11 months for my favorite season. I think I deserve to go a little overboard.
What a difference a year makes. This time, last year, I was serving latte's and folding jeans, just hoping, praying, that I would get into Nursing and back to school. Celebrating the season was overshadowed with the uncertainty of school. Now, a year ahead, I'm finishing up my first year and have been blessed in more ways than I can count.
Although, I must say that getting accepted into Nursing on Christmas Eve was the sweetest thing ever.
D.
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