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Courtesy of livingthebalancelife.com

Commentary for January 7th, 2015:  I wrote the below commentary and posted the below poem in 2013.  It applies more so today, than ever for 2015. 
 
 
Commentary by John J. Rigo copyright 2013 on dealing with Depression this Christmas:  It is noted by the medical profession that the Christmas holidays is the greatest time for an increase in suicides.  For most of us Christmas is another marker in our short lifespans on the earth.  It becomes a time to reflect and many times face regrets in one’s life.  There is not one of us on the planet that does not look back on their lives and have a certain amount of regret.  Christmas becomes a time to mourn those we loved and passed on.  Christmas becomes a time of facing the further tabulations of our illnesses.  It is a time in the false joy of gift giving of things and not ourselves.  Love cannot be purchased from a department store window.  The following poem relates the number of ways to overcome Christmas Depression, it is to forget ourselves and the giving of ourselves to others. 
 
 
 
 
The road we travel is not the same road for all of us.
When you see someone in pain.

Reach Out

Give some part of yourself to make their day
a day filled with less pain.
Love goes beyond just words in our daily life.
We need to give beyond ourselves.

Reach Out

Give a part of yourself.
You will only become more human
in your caring and giving.

Reach Out

You too have felt the pain of loneliness
and deep blackness.
Love came to you in blessings you never thought would be.
They came to you.

Reach Out

Remember to share your fortune.
We are one
that is the soul of all of us.
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Silver Star Winery of Texas Silver Star Farm and Ranch of Texas

Silver Star Winery of Texas
Silver Star Farm and Ranch of Texas

It is here before us, Christmas Day, another counting of our lives on this earth.  Over the last year my WordPress family of now a little over 449 followers, and now at 63,000 plus hits as of today, November 4th, 2014, have become more important in my life, than ever.  Within that select group is another special group of individuals, that I wish where with me this day, sitting at our dining room table this Christmas season. 

To each of you I render a special hug, and a heartfelt thanks for the many sharings via comments on my poetry work and personal view comments.  When the quality of your friends become many steps above the folks that you call you friend that are your reality friends, one truly knows then, they found the right place to be.  That place for me in my heart, is with my WordPress Family.  Blessings and peace to each of you in your future and our eternal lives together, with our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ

John J. Rigo and Linda Stewart-Rigo
Stewart-Rigo Winery formerly Silver Star Winery of Texas
Silver Star Farm and Ranch of Texas
12551 FM 2709
Eustace, Texas 75124

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Silver Star Winery of Texas Silver Star Farm and Ranch of Texas

Silver Star Winery of Texas
Silver Star Farm and Ranch of Texas

It is here, Christmas Day, another counting of our lives on this earth.  Over the last year my WordPress family of now a little over 300 followers, and now at 45,000 hits as of today, December 25th, 2013, have become more important in my life, than ever.  Within that select group is another special group of individuals, that I wish where with me this day, sitting at our dining room table this Christmas afternoon. 

To each of you I render a special hug, and a heartfelt thanks for the many sharings via comments on my poetry work and personal view comments.  When the quality of your friends become many steps above the folks that you call you friend that are your reality friends, one truly knows then, they found the right place to be.  That place for me in my heart, is with my WordPress Family.  Blessings and peace to each of you in your future and our eternal lives together, with our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ

John J. Rigo and Linda Stewart-Rigo
Silver Star Winery of Texas
Silver Star Farm and Ranch of Texas
Eustace, Texas 75124

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“An Exploding Sun” Courtesy of cbsnews.com

A Sun in our universe
exploding into billions of pieces of ash.
An existence of billions of years.
 
A daily occurrence in our Universe
is such in the millions of light years
around us.
 
Our lifetimes upon this Earth
but an average of seventy-odd years.
Dust and ash will we also become.
 
Is there a difference in these two happenings?
We can only pray there is
in an eternal soul blessed by the Father.
 
Make a difference in the Universe.
It is your gift to your Father.
Give a part of yourself this day. 
 

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Courtesy of telegraph.co.uk

Courtesy of telegraph.co.uk

This is a magical Christmas story from my past.
It was a new beginning for my life in 71′
a new marriage and becoming the Step-Father
of three children was my accomplishment.
 
It was Christmas eve 
just a few minutes before midnight.
We just got home from a trip to a family
gathering in Dallas.
 
It was cold with clear night skies
as we began to hear the sound of sleigh bells
over our home.
 
We all stood outside the front door
of our home in amazement,
as we hear the bells from far away
come closer overhead
then pass over our house
then on to the distance in sound.
 
We could not see anything overhead
but we all knew that evening
truly  St. Nick and his sleigh
had passed
somehow
over our home.
 
 

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Courtesy of dailymail.co.uk

(The little boy’s story in the poem is true and a time from my own past.) This Christmas Season of 2013, I was thinking of my Father. This poem mentions him several times. I remember how dirty he was when he came home from work when I was a little boy. My Father was an iron and steel worker.  After he came home and took a bath, my Mother would then attempt to clean the ring out of the bathtub from his bath.  Many times with close to a half hour of scrubbing, she still could not get it out.  In those days, my Father made about a hundred dollars a week.  He worked very hard for that money.

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I remember fondly Christmas’ past
our first tree alive with lights
before it caught fire later that week.
 
I remember fondly the Christmas with toys.
Never before had my brother and I received toys.
How angry my Father became when we broke several
toys after a few hours of play.
 
It was my Father’s first Christmas bonus
as a steel worker.
He spent that bonus on toys for us that Christmas.
He thought those toys would never break.
 
I remember fondly a special Christmas as a kid
when no money was available whatsoever for toys.
We found a punch-out cardboard castle in a
department store window.
 
One dollar and ninety-eight cents was the price of that castle.
My young brother and I played with it for days.
A punch-out castle was the best toy we ever had.
 
I remember fondly Christmas past,
acting in the church Christmas pageant.
I was a little child with the beard of a prophet
shaking in a spotlight in the church play.
It snowed that night.
 
My best friend and I asked
permission to keep wearing the beards.
A most beautiful snow floated through the air
as we walked home together.
 
The dirty streets of the city were made
clean and white with heavy, swirling snow flakes.
We sang church carols walking home
our arms around each other’s shoulder.
How close to baby Jesus we were back then.
 
I remember fondly Christmas’ past
when life seemed so much simpler.
Joys more easily shared with
laughter much deeper than now.
 
Still I thank God that I had those Christmas’ past
even to this special day of a new Christmas.
Another December which will also will soon be gone
into the misty memory of another Christmas’ past.  

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