“Make a list for St. Nicholas,” mother says. I write: fairy tale book and dark blue ski pants.
Our Christmas tree, with its star of Bethlehem at the top and the stars of the universe dancing upon it, not only speaks of that oh so holy night, it speaks of our personal communion of saints – all those we love and have loved, through a rich and complex family history.
Scrooge felt that he had to steel himself against the harshness of the world. And, as he became wealthy, his fiancé found that he wanted a golden idol more than her. Cutting himself off from her love, he failed to realize that she hadn’t changed – no matter the state of the world.
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The famous Christmas Letter, in our house it was a publication that was sought after by many of my parents’ friends and family.
“Everyone thinks they know the truth behind Christmas, but they don’t know the half of it; if they did, they’d never look at Christmas the same,” said a deep voice rumbling from the depths of a bulbous silhouette. That was how I ended up under an overpass at midnight huddled in the freezing cold.
The author muses on the real meaning of Christmas and the best ways to celebrate. Is the holiday about religion, about myth, about consumerism, about giving unselfishly?
Memories of leaner times, both her own and those of an older Russian acquaintance, lead the author to appreciate the abundance she enjoys now, especially during this festive season.
Sweet memories of a mother at her tiny kitchen counter serenely whipping up Christmas goodies for family and friends.
Last week I hosted my first dana potluck party. Everyone brought some food to share with others and my guests were all invited to take home my stuff.