The holidays…….some look forward to them and some just hope to survive them. It is all a matter of perspective.
Personally, I love this time of year. It starts with Thanksgiving and continues through the end of the year. It doesn’t matter what your religion or which holiday you celebrate, be it the Winter Solstice, Christmas, Hanukkah, or any of the other holidays that fall during this time of year. These holidays bring out the best in people.
With Black Friday being the exception, this time of year is when everyone stops and looks around them. We all come out of our own little bubble and finally see the other people around us. We see the homeless man that we walk past everyday and never noticed, the withdrawn child that is struggling with the divorce of his parents, the single mom that is doing everything she can to give her kids a wonderful memory and we see that we are not alone in our struggles .
When I write I escape from all of my troubles and struggles. Most people don’t have the option of escaping. This is the time of year that everyone opens up their hearts and offers a helping hand. The bell ringers stand out in the cold hoping to gather enough loose change to make a difference in someone else’s life. The working people buy an extra toy to put in the collection boxes to help make sure that a child gets at least one present for Christmas even if their parents can’t afford it.
Children are enthralled with the magic of the season. Santa Clause has been given the credit for that. What everyone fails to see is that everyone of us is Santa Clause. One person may not exist to claim this title but he is very much alive in each of us.
The magic that captures the children is seeing the change in the adults around them. Their parents and relatives are not yelling at the car going slow in front of them, they are being encouraged to give to those less fortunate than them, they see a change that most of us don’t even realize is happening.
The magic of the season is held in all of us, we just have to let it run free.