As we typically do, the family put up the Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving, busted out the decorations, and started the Yuletide season off as soon as possible.
It’s funny, because I used to hate Christmas.
To a lot of people, Christmas is a time of stress and dread. While the Christmas suicide spike is a myth, many just hate, among other things, the spectacle, the commercialization, seeing family, and the unbearable sweetness of it all.
While I share their dislike of the commercialization–I’m a Christian, after all, with everything that entails about the birth of Christ–the older I get, the more I start to absolutely love the corny, cheesy Christmas stuff.
Maybe it’s because I’m a father to a young child. Maybe it’s because I just had a bittersweet Thanksgiving. Or maybe it’s because the world is so insane, the country so torn up, I’m finding solace in things that convey warmth, family, stability, and normalcy.
Also, there’s the fact that maybe, just maybe, our forefathers had things right. All of that Norman Rockwell stuff just might have been a pretty good way to be.
But some things have been denigrated by our so-called superiors, including the importance of the nuclear family. Not to knock other people and their individual situations, but stable families are good for society and shouldn’t be singled-out for mockery and destruction (unless you’re a Marxist, then that’s kind of what you do.).
Anyway, if you’re one of those people who hate Christmas, try giving it another shot, all religious beliefs aside. Don’t get so caught up in getting the “perfect” gifts for people. Price isn’t the issue. Thinking about the other person is.
And all of that peace and love stuff…if you’re a pacifist or a “good liberal” or a “Christian conservative” or whatever, why mock the sentiment of the season dedicated to peace and love?
So fire up the hot chocolate, watch It’s A Wonderful Life and A Christmas Carol and A Christmas Story and Scrooged and even Die Hard for God’s sake for the thousandth time, and just a relax.
Online shenanigans aside, it’s good to take a few weeks out of the year to bask in the cheesy goodness of Christmas. And maybe just pretending you like it will rub off on you.
As someone who used to hate Christmas for what it has become (Black Friday violence, anyone?), let me tell you this can work. Rediscovering your inner child isn’t always a bad thing.
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