Little kids’ eyes develop a glare as they anticipate gifts as cool as the air. Trees go up and so do lights as Rudolph’s nose illuminates the night. Mistletoes are hung as carols get sung. Gifts are wrapped in hopes that hearts are won. Joy and laughter fill the room as holiday cheer is consumed. Once you Wade through the madness in the end you will see that the Union of family is God’s true gift to thee.

-Veus