To be honest, though, I think I would have preferred spending at least part of the evening in the family room where all the kids were watching a video of Dr. Seuss’ “How The Grinch Stole Christmas.” When I was their age seeing this popular TV program (before the days of Netflix when you had only one chance to watch it “live”) usually marked the official beginning of the holiday season. What can I say? I’m a sucker for nostalgia.
To this day I get a lump in my throat whenever I recall the moment when the Grinch discovers (spoiler alert) that despite his best efforts, Christmas still comes for all the Whos in Whoville.
He puzzled and puzzled till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before.
Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store.
Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more!
And what happened then? Well, in Whoville they say
That the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day!
(Anyone else need a tissue?)
Call me crazy, but the more I think about how this story ends, the more I wonder if it’s as much about how to care for our bodies as it is the true meaning of Christmas…………Read more: http://communities.washingtontimes.com/neighborhood/consciousness-health/2012/dec/7/dr-seuss-prescription-healthy-heart/#.UMZzlbMYQI0.twitter#ixzz2Ei8fFrmZ