The only real war on Christmas resides in the deep, dark and ugly parts of ourselves. The part that wants it all our way, despite the very real cost to those around us. Be light as often as possible. When you can't find your own, rest near someone else's.
There is no victory in bludgeoning our neighbor with our rights. Kindness does not march; it creeps into small places and clears the way for bigger things.
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