Many of my mother's childhood Christmas memories involved sitting with her dog in a locked truck while her parents drank themselves sick at a bar. She waited for toys that never came and was lucky to get a hamburger at the end of the night which she shared with her dog since he was starving as well. Knowing this always made me feel awful -- I have great Christmas memories from my childhood, even the ones that depressed my parents; my favorite was going to K-Mart on Christmas Eve and getting to pick out my own present because "Santa was sick." I didn't mind; I thought it was quite a late night shopping adventure. We had a budget of five dollars and went to town. And my other favorite was the year that my dad bought a racetrack for me and my sister and said, "Santa got confused and thought there was a little boy who lived here." My dad played with the racetrack all day!
Christmas brings out a lot of desperation and sadness in people, that I haven't done what I need to do, I've forgotten people, I don't like sending cards, worries over presents, suppressed and not so suppressed family tensions, and nostalgia for Christmas past. And nobody can probably do much worse than my grandparents who couldn't usually manage to buy a doll and sometimes had to pawn things around that time of year just to keep going. So with that in mind, my only Christmas wish is this -- that all the people I know and love know how much I adore them, appreciate them, and hope they get what they want. I've been given so very much in this life and don't need anything else. Except more time to do all those things to let everyone know.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"Anyone can have a merry Christmas. All it takes is a little love." Linus from Peanuts
Drinking movie and drink suggestion: Shinerbock and Bad Santa -- nothing better to pass the time on this day
Benedictions and Maledictions
Merry Christmas Eve to all!