is upon us, and I was writing something about it, having to do with how this season is handled so differently from home to home, from the decorations to the meal, having guests, being alone, having the means and being on food stamps, having a Menorah, or Buddha next to the tree, too many gifts or too few, home made dishes, or yams straight out of the can and mashed potatoes from a box, dry turkey or grandma's recipe followed to perfection, too much food, or a salad because you're on a diet, or maybe you're vegetarian, or even Vegan, Cabernet or cherry wine, Maybe Champagne, or just children crying and parents running around, the whole family together, for better or for worst, people who miss each other, and people who can stand each other, Utopian activists, moderate liberals and hardcore conservatives, and why not throw in a few evangelical fundamentalists to make it even more interesting, and you know that there isn't anything like a good dose of genuine zeal to take your party to the next level, then, there might be singing and laughter, Kids being kids, adults doing their grown-up socializing thing, renditions of 'Silent night,' relatives arguing and spilling their hearts out at the table, all taking place on a wonderful evening spent among great friends and loved ones, or one that feels more like Lent, or maybe you're just depressed and all alone, no one to share this moment with, just you and a box of walls...
Then there are the special cases, and where should I begin, so I'll pick one as randomly as I can and go from there, for example, the soldier stationed who knows where, because that's what he signed up for, whether he likes it or not. There is also, the orphans, the homeless, the junkies, the inmates, lonely emigrants who buy phone cards to call their families back home, old folks in nursing homes, old folks forgotten in the moldiness of their dwellings, the mentally impaired, the financially impaired, the sick, the emotionally exhausted, the prostitutes, tired single parents, enslaved children, enslaved women, people with broken heart, people with secret affairs, people with secrets period, people with too much guilt, lovers who can't be together, those who lost their jobs, those who lost too much to believe in Christmas... So many cases, so many factors to consider, where does one start, and where does one finish, and in the end, does it really matter?
Anyway, what I initially wrote was lost, so these few lines shall do, because you see, I've already been in front of this screen for way too long, and although it is hellishly cold out there -30 degrees Fahrenheit, which also happens to be -34.4 degrees Celsius, in case you were wondering, I can not wait to get out of here.
Be well, I wish you all a happy holiday -even if you live next to palm trees.
Joyeux Noel.
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