"What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments,
but what is woven into the lives of others." ~ Pericles
Holidays. Traditions. Decades.
Back in the 1960s, when I was a wee one with a head full of imagination, I would pore over the Sears & Roebuck Christmas catalog. We all did. That annual book was full of fingerprints and circled pages and circled toys. Figure: five kids with high hopes for BB guns, Chatty Cathy, Spiro Graph, - oh, you name it! If it was in the Sears catalog and had a well-written description, then it was on our Christmas lists.
We Websters never celebrated Christmas on Christmas Day. We were always headed west, to what was then the "Big Family" Christmases. We studied the Christmas story in the Bible and in church, and before it came time for us seven to pile into our station wagon, by some miracle, Santa would have visited our house and brought our presents early - earlier than all the other families' deliveries in the neighborhood. Amazing. Totally amazing. So many years I recall my Dad getting up before us kids, and shutting the hall door. He told us he was shaving. We were gullible. He was hauling out the Santa gifts, of course, just an hour or two before we would drive west for Big Family.
And there was the year, no doubt when I was the last, youngest, "believer" in Santa, and my oldest brother Jerry and my sister Barb took us five out mid-afternoon, in broad daylight, for a drive around Pryor Creek to look at Christmas lights. Gullible little kid that I was, I took in the lights, which of course were not lit, and when we returned home, omigoodness!!!! Santa had come while we were looking at Christmas lights in the mid-afternoon!! A miracle!!
I loved Christmas.
I still do.
The miracle of the birth of Jesus Christ is always what we celebrate at this time of year, but my wise mother taught us decades ago that we celebrate Christ's birth every day of the year, not just at Christmas time, with Santa and all. Mom is pretty wise. So we enjoy the Christmas story, and singing the Messiah (which details Christ's ENTIRE life, not just the manger part), but we know to hold this in our hearts all year long.