six hours

Man, it's December 5th already. Where has this year gone? Heck, it seems like just yesterday that I was writing my first amazing blog post for my adoring audience. But now it's three months and thirty five posts later. And you have to admit they were some awesome posts. But like I said to begin with, it's December 5th. That means Christmas is fast approaching. What a great time of year this is. The obligatory trampling of the elderly on Black Friday is over. The nerve wracking, shoulder to shoulder throng of people returning lousy gifts has yet to come. People are still enjoying the early glow of the Christmas season when joy to all and good will toward men is still warming their hearts. And hasn't yet been replaced by the murderous rage that comes from fighting through the endless tide of people desperately seeking the perfect gift for someone they really don't like all that much but feel compelled to give something to because it's their wife's friend's cousin and if you don't your wife's friend won't like you and then your wife won't be happy.
I'm sorry, that probably came across as somewhat jaded. Okay, you want a happy holiday post, here ya go.
I love Christmas. It's such a wonderful time of year when everybody seems to remember to be kind to their fellow man. It's a magical time when families come together and old hurts are healed. We remember the birth of Jesus and the Good News he brought us. We sit with our children around the Christmas tree, drinking egg nog or hot cocoa, singing Christmas carols or watching How the Grinch Stole Christmas. Everybody is happy and anything is possible, because it's Christmas.
You're not buying it eh? Me either. That's because regardless of the time of year, we're still all people. And people screw up and hurt each other and make bad situations worse. But in the midst of all that, during the Christmas season, there is something that reminds people that they don't always have to act the way they normally do. People DO find ways to mend fences or heal hurts or just reach out to comfort someone in need. I guess if that means I have to put up with a ton of jerks in traffic, or unruly mobs in the stores, then so be it. I'm more than willing to sacrifice a bit of my own comfort if it means the miracle of Christmas is able to reach others.

About six hour worth of work. A lot more detail and starting to fill in more area. You may be getting a feel for just how time intensive a piece like this is.