There's plenty of negativity out there today--whether you're talking in our EDs, our communities, the economy, whatever. OPD's been having a hard time himself getting into Christmas this year, so I can relate. Looking forward to some fortified eggnog and "The Muppet Christmas Carol" tonight--hopefully that will help. But anyway, I wanted to share a couple of stories from the last few days on our unit to maybe break through the fog of gloom, and also to recognize some anonymous warriors in the battle against mental illness: --The social worker who dug through a pile of musty clothing to find a hat for my worried 42 y/o homeless alcoholic patient. "If I just had a hat, I think I'd feel safe about going to this shelter." --The volunteer who has visited a demented 79 y/o schizophrenic every week for 12 years in his nursing home, and came to the hospital to make sure he was OK. --The local church who every year calls for a roster of our patients by size and gender, buys comfy fleece clothing and blankets, and visits our units with gifts for every patient. --The ED nurse who used google to find a patient's "lost" family out of state, and helped her to reunite with them for Christmas after five years. Happy Midwinter Solstice Holiday of your choice to all!