Much about the holiday season seems to have become ridiculously commercialized, but don’t get me wrong, I know there are plenty of people out there who really hold it as a special and sacred time of the year; a heartwarming experience to engage in festive fall and winter gatherings, toasting the blessings of family and friends, while reflecting on another year that has passed. From entertaining holiday specials on television to sparkly and alluring commercials advertising spectacular deals on automobiles and the latest must have electronics, the entire season is geared towards spending money and having elaborate end of year celebrations.
Halloween kicks off the extravagant celebratory rituals, followed by Thanksgiving where tables are packed with comfort food and delightful deserts, and the day after Thanksgiving hikes everything up to a feverish pitch, setting off a shopping stampede where being trampled is not only a possibility but a reality. The goal is to have everything in place and wrapped by Christmas Eve, so that on Christmas day the plump faces of wide-eyed children will be stretched to the limit with smiles of excitement. For most of them, presents left by The Clause means that they have been less naughty and more nice, and they are rewarded with gifts they’ve asked for. Yes, I was, at one time, one of those plump faced kiddies who found it hard to sleep the night before that blessed morning, and looking back on it all I must say, being a child during this time of year was, indeed, a magical time.
When I grew up and made 21, New Years eve became the magical time of year for me, because I was able to celebrate with the adults and countdown to the New Year, dressed in my holiday best, raising a glass of bubbly with a multitude of flush faced, tipsy, individuals, partying until long after the clock had struck 12AM.
Well, I’m older now and a little wiser. The allure of the holidays I carry inside of me year round and I have chosen to appreciate everybody I love throughout the year, so the magic for me is something I experience without all of the hype surrounding this time of the year. I’m no where near a Scrooge, but I am very close to a realist, because I know, waiting for a special time to appreciate the birth of Christ and to feel all warm and fuzzy about those I love might be missed if I wait for a certain moment to do so.
So, the cheer I feel is 365 days a year, and though I might be bucking tradition, I’ll live with that as long as I get the chance to say I Love You Lord, Friends, and Family as much as I can.
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