As those of you who follow my blog know this is not my favorite holiday. Thanksgiving takes that honor.
I suffer from inflated expectations that Christmas can usually not live up to. I guess I’m a victim of too many Christmas Holiday movies. I want Christmas in Connecticut in my own life. I did own and wear a pair of boots when I was in college exactly like the ones that Barbara Stanwick wore in the movie. When we downsized recently, I finally parted ways with the boots that had lived in the top of my closet for way too many years.
The other thing I suffer from at this time of year is the glaring differences between the haves and the have-nots. My family and I are blessed to be among the haves. But I see that gap and it makes me feel guilty. Oh, we give a substantial amount to charities, but that never quite assuages that guilt.
So no, this isn’t my favorite holiday.
Christmas is a religious holiday and that part is fine.
Just as Hanukkah is a religious holiday.
Over the years we’ve muddied the waters with all the secular part.
Kwanza is more of a secular holiday, but celebrates values we could all get behind.
Occasionally, Ramadan falls at the same time as these other occasions. Personally, I love it when that happens. It’s like God is laughing at us for all our divisions. It’s like God is saying, ” See,I’m really in charge.”
Sometimes when your life is falling apart or your country is (thinking of those poor souls in Syria), finding your belief that God (in whatever way you think of God) is in charge must be terribly difficult.
What about the Jews during the Holocaust? Don’t you know they must have felt forsaken by God?
And then there are all the folks who’ve gone on and aren’t with us anymore. Yeah, the emotions just run too high and too close to the surface for my comfort.
You may think that’s a strange statement coming from a romantic suspense author, but I am a control freak and that includes my emotions. As an author, I’m the one in control, but Christmas plays havoc with that need for control.
I never know where I’m going when I start typing a blog. ( don’t pants my books, but I do this blog.) This one has turned a bit blue like the Elvis Presley carol, “It’ll Be a Blue Christmas Without You.” Christmas or whatever you celebrate this time of year is such a mixed bag of joy and sorrow.
Must turn to something more positive.
How about all the cookies? I love cookies. I usually make mincemeat cookies at Christmas using a recipe that’s based on one of my Grandmother Riegert’s. But I can never eat just one cookie. Since I started eating healthy again a week and a half ago (Thank you, God.), I’m not going to make them this year. Nor am I going to pursue finding the thin ribbon candy I remember Grandma having in her home. (Thanks to FB friends who pointed me to websites to find it.) Maybe next year, when I’ve lost weight again and have a better handle on healthy eating habits.
Grandma Riegert’s Hermits Cookies
¾ cup shortening (I use vegetable oil)
1 ½ cup Brown sugar
1 tsp salt
2 eggs 2 Tablespoons water
2/12 cups flour sifted with 1 tsp baking power & 1 tsp baking soda dissolved in 1/3 cup boing water
1/3 cup milk
1 cup chopped nut meats
I cup Raisins (I use 1 cup of Mincemeat)
Drop by teaspoons on greased cookie sheet.
Bake at 350 degrees for about 10-13 minutes
Here it is in her writing. Cool that I still have this.
Somehow with all the hustle and bustle we need to find time to be good to ourselves. Cut ourselves some slack with our expectations. (I’m writing more about that on the SOS blog tomorrow. https://sisterhoodofsuspense.com/blog/
So how about you. Is this your favorite holiday? What do you like best about it? Are you ready for this year’s holiday?
Next week we’ll talk about New Year’s resolutions and celebrations. I’d love to hear from you.
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