So it’s 8am on the Friday before Christmas, as I write this. I have a full cup of coffee, but not for long. My wife’s in the other room, likely finalizing the list of what must be done today, in preparation for the holiday weekend.
This is the calm before the storm, in other words.
So much about the holiday season is discussed in terms of storms, chaos, losing ones’ mind… It’s amazing that most of us still look forward to it, year after year, whatever form it may take for you, my reader. And it really IS amazing.
Think about it. No, really, think about it for a moment.
I need more coffee. I’ll be right back…
…Cup is full again, and came with a small plate of cookies.
…Cup is full again, and came with a small plate of cookies.
For the vast majority of us, no matter our cultural and spiritual affiliations, December is a busy month.And we are already a busy people. And yet, here we are again.
“Once more unto the breach, dear friends….”
– William Shakespeare, from Henry V
I blame people, and tradition. We tend to like people. And we value our traditions.
When we have the opportunity to combine the two, we determine that it’s well worth the… hassle.
So I will finish this and my 2nd cup of coffee, and begin cleaning diligently. My wife’s already started prepping food for tomorrow’s family gathering. We are doing this on… not nearly enough sleep, because we were at a very nice party last night with a bunch of people, friends that were simply happy to be there, and to be celebrating the season with each other. We all spoke of our own chaotic plans and crazy schedules, and we did so with joy because of what the chaos and craziness brings us.
People.
Tradition.
This is a re-print of an article I wrote for Stridepost, two years ago. Re-publishing here with permission.
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