Makes every day special.

It's been years since I had a white Christmas. Maybe five.  But really, I don't miss the whiteness. Maybe that's not the proper thing for a Minnesotan to say. But then, I've never been big about being proper.  Anyway, in recent years most of my Christmases have been spent with my Italian true love. In idyllic and snowless Sardinia. And now, this Christmas Day, I'm with my true love in Arizona, where it's sunny and a balmy 70 degrees. To tell the truth, I've never been a big celebrant of Christmas. Instead, I'm more a celebrant of life. Which makes every day special. --Jim Broede