I hate Christmas as it has evolved, creeping first into Thanksgiving (which is my favorite holiday) and recently into Halloween, not to mention ‘Christmas in July’ which is cringeworthy. The hypocrisy of “joy and love” for the season (contrasting to the hurry and hate most of the rest of the time.) The greed of “buy buy buy” and the pressures people adopt for themselves and others, which lead to ads about “stress relief” from this supposed happy time. It’s all so manufactured. And the whacky MUSIC! Ugh. We mostly abstain.
Back when I was younger… you know how that goes. I really don’t know if it was better then, other than it was certainly SHORTER then. I was as greedy a kid as any other kid in America, I’m sure, and as strapped for cash and anxious about the reception of my gifts to others as anybody else, too. I’ve given it all up, and celebrate people on their birthdays or random other times instead, which feels more genuine to me.
It’s always been a family time, and I like that part, (though as mentioned, we always made a bigger deal out of Thanksgiving. First, my mother’s birthday was always in the mix there, and second, the reason for the celebration seemed far more appropriate to me. Third, travel was never as hectic.) In our big family, Christmas was the time each nuclear family had their family day without massive travel elsewhere. Now that we’re older, we have sibling gettogethers and that’s nice.
I am trying to help a barn friend find a used saddle that will suit her and her horse right now. That’s been a bit of fun for the “gifting season”.