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Love it . . . or hate it? Holidays elicit many emotions.

  A short time ago I participated in a discussion about winter festivities.  A third in attendance said that they found the long dark days of winter and the season’s hoop-la depressing.  Another third were saddened by remembrances of past celebrations. The remainder joyfully looked forward to the commotion and chaos of the season. This group embraced the long dark nights  made cheerful by holiday decorations that brighten city streets. They agreed holidays were provided a reason to stay in touch with loved ones and friends so they relished the dinners and festivities of the season.

  I happen to identify with the last group. Chaos, noise, and mounds of dirty dishes are never a bother, though, at times, my back tells me otherwise. I spend months looking for perfect gifts and enjoy wrapping them surrounded by a pile of paper, ribbons and bows while listening to jazz. I've always associated winter as a time to renew contacts with family and friends, and I love creating a welcoming home for their visits. And, I don't get depressed if they can't come. Instead, I invite lesser known acquaintances in an effort to know them better--usually a win-win experience.

  Though my holiday activities are not as bustling as they once were, I make a point of not looking back. No longer do twenty plus children and grandchildren gather in my house to open Christmas gifts. I’m more easily satisfied with smaller gatherings, often traveling out of town to one of my children’s homes.  

  Locally, I make and effort to smile at people I pass on the sidewalk. For some reason, the faces I see seem kinder, gentler and return the smile more often than other times of year. I am reminded that I am the decider of my happiness quotient. I can choose to see my glass as half full rather than half empty.  It’s up to me to make make plans so it will spill over with happiness. 

  Throughout the ages, the days leading to the winter solstice have been times for celebration. Both religious and secular practices developed to remind us that life has cycles—seasons of change— the sun sets and returns, there’s hope for mankind, goodness eventually overcomes evil. Festivities draw people together, reinforcing community and shared values.

  The holidays also remind us of those who are sick, poor or lonely, and of those who need special attention due to circumstances beyond their control.  My heart goes out to families running from violence and starvation waiting patiently on our border for a safe place to live and raise their families.  The misfortunes of the downtrodden provide us with an opportunity to show our humanity. We can do good, can be good, and we discover that we are good.  Caring for those in need brings out the best of our natures.

  During the past year I’ve discussed many societal and personal issues. Today, I invite you to celebrate the humaneness of friends and families. It is time to forgive that which you thought was unforgivable—to mend your heart and tor reach out in love.

  Thank you for the warmth and happiness you give me. Your comments are astute — a gift — adding to my personal growth. So… put on your pearls, jeans, jackets and finest attire. Open your door to  trick or treaters and enjoy the months ahead. 

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GIRL WITH PEARLS   / acrylic painting on canvas / 24” by 18” /  $325