What a normal week. Not an everyday week, mind you... You don't get hula dancers everyday, and I haven't been recruited to help pling out Silent Night on handbells before. Nor do we hang out with a gospel singer duo too often.
But the activities are normal. Putting on a program at a nursing home, and distributing gifts. Singing in the cold in front of a daycare. Preparing for a city Christmas concert. This would work anywhere, and should be happening everywhere this Christmas week. We're trying to cover the bases, making sure people know they haven't been forgotten.
Except that this kind of normal hasn't happened here in a while. And this year, the half-shattered city of Ofunato can use as much normal as it can get.
Have yourself a very normal Christmas. Remember that those you meet may be carrying tremendous grief. Make sure to share the hope, and treasure someone forgotten. Big wave or not, we all need that.
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