Christmas is almost over

but the memories we make during this time

tend to haunt us or harbour us as we harbour them

my mother used to make roast chicken for Christmas lunch

she was an excellent chef

and everything she made tasted delicious

but the most delightful part of her roast was the wishbone

because if you won the tug of war on the tiny bone

you could make a wish

I don’t recall if I ever won or what the wishes were

but the idea of making a wish is a compelling one


“It is not the brains that matter most, but that which guides them — the character, the heart, generous qualities, progressive ideas.”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky


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