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Love it . . . or hate it? Holidays elicit many emotions.
A short time ago, I participated in a discussion about winter festivities. A third in attendance said that they found the long dark days of winter and the season’s hoop-la depressing. Another third were saddened by remembrances of celebrations past. The remainder looked forward to the commotion and chaos of the season. This group embraced long dark nights made cheerful by holiday decorations that brighten your city”s streets. They agreed it was a way to stay in touch with loved ones and friends, relishing the dinners and festivities in the months to come.
I happen to identify with the last group. Chaos, noise, and mounds of dishes are never a bother, though, at times, my back tells me otherwise. I spend months looking for perfect gifts and enjoy wrapping them surrounded by a pile of ribbons and bows while listening to jazz. I’ve always associated winter with renewed contacts with family and friends, and I love creating a welcoming home for their visits. When they’re not able to come, I invite lesser known acquaintances and get to know them better—usually a win-win experience.
Though my holiday activities are not as bustling as they once were, I make a point of not looking back. No longer do twenty plus children and grandchildren gather in my house. to open Christmas gifts. Instead, I am more easily satisfied with smaller gatherings, often having to travel out of town to one of my children’s homes. Locally, I smile at happy faces I pass while walking along city streets. For some reason, the faces I see seem kinder, gentler and smile often than at other times of year. Observing them reminds me that I am the decider of my happiness quotient. I can choose to see my glass as half full rather than half empty. It’s up to me to make make plans, so it will spill over with joy.
Throughout the ages, the days leading to the winter solstice have been times for celebration. Both religious and secular practices developed to remind us that life has cycles—seasons of change— the sun sets and returns, there’s hope for mankind, goodness eventually overcomes evil. Festivities draw people together, reinforcing a sense of community and shared values.
The holidays also remind us of those who are sick, poor or lonely, and of those who need special attention due to circumstances beyond their control. My heart goes out to families running from violence and starvation, waiting patiently on our border for a place to live and raise their families. The misfortunes of the downtrodden provide us with an opportunity to show our humanity. We can do good, can be good, we discover that we are good. Caring for those in need brings out the best of our natures.
During the past year I’ve discussed a many societal and personal issues. Today, I invite you to celebrate the humaneness of friends and families. It is time to forgive that which you thought was unforgivable—to mend your heart and tor reach out in love.
Thank you for the warmth and happiness you give to me. Your comments are astute — a gift — adding to my personal growth. So… put on your pearls, jeans, jackets and finest attire. Open your door to trick or treaters and to the months ahead.
