It’s Christmas. We are spending it at home. We can not afford the luxury of going out. Actually what pains me, is seeing the expectation in a child’s eyes and having nothing to give. Every Christmas day, my mother prepared small gift packs for the less fortunate children in our community. This Christmas, she could not afford it.
Have you ever dreaded tomorrow? I often wish tomorrow never comes. Tomorrow we have to face the problems again and maybe new ones as well. As the minutes draw closer to the tomorrow, my depression increases. But wishing and praying for a better tomorrow is all we can do.
