The Four Ghosts of My Christmas Past

The memories of my childhood are replete with stories about Christmas. I grew up in an ordinary family that celebrated Christmas in a rather simple way. I don’t remember any gigantic tree adorned with lights. We had no exchanging of gifts wrapped in colorful boxes. We never went on a holiday trip to nearby destinations or distant lands. But the absence of these wonders did not make our Christmas unexciting.

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The Art of Moving On

Endings are necessary. There is a need for closure. It is not a sign of defeat, but a redirection. Whether in personal life or professional life, we have to let go and walk away from that situation that held us up and drained us of our creative juices and zest for life. And again, walking away is not easy.

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