‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;….’ Clement Moore
The Christmas season, for me, has always been a joyous season. Fanciful, blessed with the underpinnings of religion. Some years surrounded by family. Some seasons working nights and away. Some seasons alone, cut off and remembering. Through it all, the underlying pleasure has never, for me, succumbed to commercialism burn out, negativity over family strife or a bah! humbug! moment. A balance is maintained over realities, fantasies and faith.
For all the trappings, the build up, the season and the aftermath (a bit of a let down) no cynicism will take away the wonderful feelings I derive and share. Keep the faith as it suits you. Share the love. To all Merry Christmas. Digital story of nativity…..