Little Miss Sunshine Strikes Again

I will not wish you happy holidays.

I’d rather wish you a Belated (or Repeat) Eid Moubarak; a Joyful Dwali, a Happy Chanukah; a Merry Christmas; a Wonderful New Year, or whatever else matches your beliefs, or makes you happy.

For - as my dear friend - you know my friends belong to a multitude of countries and cultures that encompass the entire planet. My friends belong to all races and religions. And, yet, they see no distance, no color, no intolerance. My friends were born in enemy countries, and yet they sit together, laugh together, dream together. They kiss and hold each other in blissful ignorance of geopolitics. They make me proud every day. And hopeful.

So, now that we have all completed another trip around our beautiful and small yellow star, and get another chance at a do over, what I really wish you and all of us is that, one day, the whole of humankind acts just like my very precious group of friends.

We have just had one tough year and, God knows, we all deserve some piece of mind and happiness.
So, may 2010 bring you countless blessings of the sort that makes us laugh to the brink of tears and bellyaches.

Love, Dri.