The world is full of potential frustrations. Doubly so when you're trying to go out of your way to make things better for someone else. Hence, I believe, "holiday stress".
So it's nice to find little reminders that things aren't all frustrating. That there is some good in the world. Like, for instance, coming across a bit of writing from a long way back that, despite all memory, reads well. They can be the gift we give ourselves.
I have more I'd love to share, but not the freedom to do so. Like Jacob Marley, we're all bound by chains that (some more than others) we forge ourselves. Don't worry about coming off like Scrooge at times, because at the end he turned out okay.