So long, November
December holds a lot of memories, too. Some good, some not.
- My birthday is in December. Once I hit 30, I quit counting.
- My first wife and I separated in December.
- Two dear friends of mine passed away in December.
- Then, of course, there's Christmas. Most people don't realize that Jesus was not actually born on December 25. Scholars believe it was actually around April.
I am sitting here at my desk, listening to the "Hurricane Hero," Harry Connick, Jr. sing Christmas songs, thinking about a lot of things. My eyes have actually teared up a couple of times. Just one of those reflective days.