This was my Christmas.
Or, “Keep the ‘Christ’ in Christmas”.
There’s just so much hate and negativity out there that it’s starting to infect the holidays. This recent debate (I say recent since I just started seeing these posts maybe in the last few years) talks about how we’re ‘ruining’ Christmas by calling it ‘Xmas’ or we’re not appreciating its significance for what it truly means when we say ‘Happy Holidays’. That we’re offending someone, some thing or somebody.
I’m really not sure of the how, why, who, or what started this whole debate, but it’s a real thing out there. I did some quick ‘Googlin’ and … wow!
I’m not here to debate the pros and cons, who’s right, and who is wrong. I’m not here to point fingers at the media, retail, government or the advertising agencies. I’m not going to ramble on about holiday hours, holiday work parties, ‘Christmas’ gift-exchanges or diversity tolerance.
I’m simply here to offer my condolences to all the people of the world who have that much angst in their heart, that they need to cast this stone.
Regardless of your religion, regardless of your secular choices, of your ‘up-bringing’, your following, your neighborhood, your skin color, or which side of the sidewalk you walk on. I’m hoping that maybe we can all pause during this time of the year and just enjoy the life we are living.
For me, personally. I say Happy Holidays. I say Happy Holidays because there is more than one celebration going on this month. Hanukkah, Kwanza as well as a handful of other significant events are celebrated during just the month of December, let alone November or January. And I’m sure there are many more than I’ve missed.
I work with colleagues from different walks of life who don’t recognize any of the aforementioned Holidays. I work with colleagues who do.
My point is this. I remember during my childhood years in elementary and middle school reading and learning about this place being the ‘Great American Melting Pot’. Yet every single day we find new ways to separate and divide ourselves further and further. (Don’t get me wrong, I’m not immune or ignorant to the fact that our world has become a much danger place since my childhood)
Different is not wrong. It’s just different.
From my home to yours, Happy Holidays everyone. May you and yours find peace, joy and happiness.
(as if I could pass up the opportunity to share some School House Rocks!)
Happy Father’s Day Dad. This was an old post as well as a copy of an email I sent my father for Father’s Day years ago now. I feel inclined to share it every year, since it speaks volumes about how lucky I was and am to have this man as my Father.
THINGS MY FATHER TAUGHT ME:
My father taught me that we all get one chance to make our mark on this world, and if there is anything worth doing, it’s worth doing right.
I am the man I am today because my father cared enough to teach me how to BE a man.
He taught me how to become a man and he still teaches me every time I see him or talk to him on how to be a better man.
Everything that is good in me, is a direct result from the man who calls himself my father.
Chance favors the prepared mind, and my father never wanted me to be ill prepared.
Thanks dad for being you.
I am proud to say you are my father, and I brag about being your son.
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