You've probably figured out from other posts and from my stories that I'm not a particularly religious person. There is one holiday that I celebrate every year and have for thirty years. The Winter Solstice. The longest night and shortest day of the year.
I don't get upset when someone wishes me Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, Happy Kwanzaa, Happy New Year. I just thank them and pass the greeting right back. But on this day I take the opportunity to pass my own holiday greetings on to each of you.
I'm aware that many of my readers are in the Southern Hemisphere. And to you, I also wish a Happy Litha, the Summer Solstice, and hope that as your days wane and mine wax that we continue to exchange and balance each other.
So, however you mark the passing of this year-end holiday season, I hope it is a time of great joy and anticipation for what lies ahead. May you all have health, wealth, and happiness.