Template:Math's Holiday Greetings

 {| class="notice metadata" id="spoiler"  "A Winter Message"   A flake of snow in flurry thro’ the air Had landed as a kiss upon my cheek: A secret message, just for me to share; To take to heart but never dare to speak About or presuppose to other eyes Your open feelings – distant though they are. And so, upon your lips, my OWN surprise: A flake of snow returned from me afar.
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~© Mark R Slaughter

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Seasons change as days go by. Carols are sung by children at your door, bells and chimes resonate throughout the town, shimmering Christmas lights hung around the house. Snow clumps the entire city with its chilling coat and tiny snowflakes fall from the heavens. It’s intriguing, isn’t it? How time can be compared to Einstein’s law of relativity? Christmas Eve is just around the corner.

People would expect gifts, wouldn’t they? And so I do have one for you! But before you open it, let me say to you first, thank you... before you’d say your own to me XD. Let this small gift that came from the depths of my heart be a reminder of how special you are to me. You may think that you’re ordinary like everyone else but let me say this to you: at least, there’s someone on this world that considers you special. We may not have been that friends for so long but at least you bothered to do so even if it’s only for a short while on chat since I quit almost immediately but I’m glad that there’s always a possibility that we could be. When we first met, I just never thought you’d become one of the best persons in my life!

Sometimes, when I get indignant on one of my friends, I’d think, “Why should I ever make friends again? It’s like building a machine. You build yet when it turns against you, you trample it in ruins. It’s never worth it. Everything doesn’t last.” But I stand corrected. Yes, everything in life is impermanent but you have to learn to build again, start anew or, especially in this season, forgive. Even if the other would turn away, chase him/her and pursue being always on that person’s side... even if he/she forgets you.

"There was once a butterfly that landed atop my shoulder. After a while, it flew away but left trails of colourful dust on my shoulder. Then I said, “Friends are like butterflies, they come and go but I am sure of one thing—they would surely leave a colourful mark on our lives.”"

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Happy Holidays, mi amigos/amigas!

-Your worst nightmare