It’s Not the Holiday,
It’s How You Celebrate It
By
Margay Leah Justice
This time of year as we celebrate Thanksgiving with Black
Friday deals and Cyber Monday shopping and are constantly barraged by special
deals and holiday cheer, we often get so caught up in the commercialization of
the holiday that we tend to forget what it’s all about. I admit I go into panic
mode the first time I see a holiday-themed commercial on TV and start worrying
about all the things that are yet to be done – who doesn’t? With this store
telling you they can give you a deal on that and that program telling you what
is the Must Have gift of the season, it’s so easy to get so caught up in the
Must Have-Buy Now for less mentality of the season that your nerves end up in a
bundle to rival that of the Christmas tree lights you just had to keep from
last year to save on the cost this year. And what do we do with those lights?
Toss them in the trash and buy new ones because they’re just not worth the
effort to unravel them and, ultimately, one of them is not going to work
anyhow, which throws the rest off. But what do we do when we take the tree down
after New Year’s? Bundle the lights away with the ornaments to put back on the
tree next year, you know, to save a little money.
Next
year: Push Play and repeat on your Holidays-Make-Me-Crazy recorder.
Lost
in the brightly-colored wrappings, perky bows, tinsel and mistletoe is the
message of the holiday season. We are so caught up in the process of getting
the perfect gift at the best price to give to the most deserving at the
gathering to beat every other gathering that came before that we forget one
simple fact. The holiday isn’t about how much money you save – or spend – or
how well you decorate or plan a gathering. It’s about how you actually
celebrate the day. It’s about the people you surround yourself with when you
pass on the traditions that were passed on to you. Do you think Mary and Joseph
were worried about how the manger looked when all of those people came to visit
after the birth of their son? Did Mary have to leave Thanksgiving dinner early
to go stand in line at the local Best Buy until it opened on Black Friday so
she could get a killer deal on a iPad? So why do we? When did this holiday
season become all about getting the best gift for or from someone and not about
why we celebrate it in the first place?
For
me, one of the best memories I have about Christmas happened during one of the
most trying times in my life. I found myself without a home, so I was living in
a hotel room with my two young daughters as we waited for a spot to open up in
a local shelter. We didn’t have much of anything then – certainly not enough to
celebrate the holiday – but we got through it with the help of strangers who
donated gifts to us. But what made this day really special was how my older
daughter (who was about 11 at the time) made our Christmas tree. She drew it –
on notebook paper. Not just one piece, but several, each piece containing a
part of the tree. Then she aligned them all together, like a puzzle, and taped
the whole to the wall. We didn’t have much, but we did have the spirit of the
season and it took my young daughter to remind me of what it truly means to
celebrate the season. Now, some years later, as I find myself in difficult circumstances
again, my daughters both remind me that it’s not about the gifts that are
exchanged on that day. It’s about the people whom you choose to spend the day
with – they are the true gifts of the season. Of every season.
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Margay. I don't believe anyone could express it any better. Yes, Ginger. It touched me deeply.
ReplyDeleteGinger, thank you so much for hosting me on your lovely blog and for your kind words. Happy Holidays!
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Gail, thank you! My grandmother always said I had a way with words!
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