As we near the end of each year the wind blows first with a crispness that soon you know will turn to a chill. As you walk the city or town you are in you know its coming. The leaves yellow as the sky gains a nostalgic grey tone. The rain seems thinner, the home warmer and the spirit richer.
We are heading into our holiday season.
As tradition dictates we first have the harvest season and for some Holloween. In the past this was the last chance to gather our crops and prepare for a more barren time.
Today it means more pumpkin and cinnamon get added to our drinks and food.
Its a time where we begin to plan how lovers, families and friends will unite. Familiar voices begin to frequent our conversations.
We dress up and give candy to those neighbors we rarely exchange
more than a wave. Its Holloween in America.
Our entertainment becomes seasonally focused with stories of triumph, love, faith and family.
We touch each other more gently. .
Then a northern wind reminds us that we should be thankful that we have the luxury of life. The food banks get increased donations, we losen our collective belts and gather those we love for a meal. As we sit in our warmed homes we know its getting brutal out there and take comfort that most are spared. For just a century ago it was not the case. Then as now for some was and is a time of struggle and life was in daily peril. Today this is still the case but we have progressed and strive to decrease the population that still struggles, for some will die tonight as we sit and watch a parade, its Thanksgiving day in America.
The number of street lights continue to increase their hues sparkle as we tie our trees to the roofs of our cars. The tradition was to bring an evergreen indoors to remember that winter would end. As the season continued the tree also made for fuel that kept our homes warm.
Today our trees are draped with memories, traditional decorations and lights as the scent of pine becomes universal.
Stories of wonder and joy explode across our entertainment. As children our eyes glaze at the wonder and beauty of the promise that love is supreme, life is a joy and eternity sits ahead a gilded golden path. To some even god is joyful to the point of sending us his loving and forgiving son.
The places we frequent are adorned with garland, reindeers, angels and lights. There’s a man that has lived forever guarding us agianst the darkness for he rides all night and sees all children and will be there forever. Today as a child you can sit on his lap and take a photo with him.
You hold your mother’s and father’s hand as you pass the reenacted scene of a a magical birth and a promise that we will always be loved.
We open the door of the oven to check as the door bell rings. The uncles and dad insure the meal that may be getting cooked out doors is tended. Jimmy stewarts runs through bedford falls. The grinch gains a heart and linus recites scripture.
Its Christmas eve in America
They rub they’re eyes as you hear the tiny footsteps fky across the floor. As a child, its not even believable. Before you a guilded tree dominates the room and acroos the floor gifts. As you eyes pan across the scene they land on the half drunk glass of milk and cookie crumbles that remain as evidence that magic is real.
Its Christmas day in America.
Please don’t let it go, we’ve only been able to have this beautiful time for less than 100 years. What will come in its place will be bland and grey. It will smell of political rightous and ooze of distain. Its not for everyone, but its ours they have no right to it.
If they don’t like they can boycott it. You know why they don’t?
Because no one in their right mind boycotts it, see New York, Boston, Chicago, etc… boys realize we nailed it!
We’ve created a beautiful holiday that is not exclusive for no one checks memberships, color, race or belief nor is it forced on them. Just because ours is so cool your kids want it is not our fault. Folks we have thousands of cable channels to switch from, don’t like one, change the channel we’ll be just fine.
An old man passes as we welcome the child and it’s a New Year in America
May you have a great holiday season, a merry Christmas and a happy new year.