MERRY CHRISTMAS 2020
How appropriate that this is my #2,111st column—triple “1”s is always a number to make a wish on, and many people believe in Christmas wises, as well. So, you can make both those wishes right here!
And don’t we all need extra wishes to come true right about now?
I haven’t had many cheery things to say about Christmas since 2011, when my mother went to heaven on that very holiday. (Even though I was trying to not mention it this year, because there’s been way too much sadness in it already, I had to explain.) And this year I have even fewer words of cheer to share because the condition of the world seems to get worse each day.
So all we can do is hold on and hope that we all will be able to have major celebrations next year.
I feel bad for mainly the children. In all likeliness, this won’t be a good Christmas memory for them. I feel that parents should just explain that this year needs to be a different kind of celebration, and the interesting part of it all is that they are living in what will be a significant part of history, which they will appreciate when they’re older.
I just wish that a-hole rich celebs would make it different for their kids, as well. It’s hard to see people like the Kreepy Kenner-Kardashians sharing pictures of their opulent decorations and gifts when so many others are sick, in pain, losing jobs and homes, etc. It’s disgusting of them to flaunt their wealth at all times, but especially now.
Oh wow—I didn’t mean to get dark and preachy here, but I guess the nature of this time in life is bringing it out in me, big-time. I think of these situations on a daily basis, so why should it be different on a holiday?
This is the perfect year to teach your offspring, and perhaps yourselves, the value of simple family times, (such as just baking cookies or cooking dinner together, or playing family games on Christmas Day, with maybe little prizes instead of actual gifts,) and of giving to others. You can use the day to go through their toys and clothing, (yours, as well,) and maybe even unneeded pantry staples, to donate them. There’s always someone in need, even in non-pandemic times. But that need is so much greater this year. (Even with my perennially-broken back, I’ve been going through my closets and donating to various organizations, and I feel like my soul is benefitting so much more than the recipients of my gorgeous suede boots!)
So let me get right to my own humble Christmas wishes. My main one is for everyone, especially my fellow Californians, to please stay the frig home already!!! Not just on Christmas Day but every day until we get this virus under control!!! Unless you’re an essential or volunteer worker, you do not have to go anyplace except the store once a month and emergency doctor and dentists visits! There are no excuses right now to do anything else!!! Staying in your abodes for even the next year is a small price to pay for your many years of life after that!
And when you are outside your homes, I plead with you to wear masks, and properly. They need to cover your mouth and nose! Any other way is unacceptable and wrong.
And, of course, stay at least six feet away from everyone else. I don’t understand how gathering, travel, dining-out, etc. is worth risking your life over. I really don’t.
On a lighter note, there is one tiny, doable gift I’d love to receive from all of you, which you don’t even have to leave the very device you’re reading this on to do. My wish is for you guys to follow me on any and all of my social platforms, (if you don’t already.) And it’s a gift for you, as well—you won’t have to go looking for my new columns—they’ll all come right to you! How’s that for a win-win right now?
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And now, I wish each and every one of you a super Merry Christmas! And remember—it does not matter if you celebrate like the Cratchit family pre-or-post Scrooge’s transformation into Father Christmas. (Meaning—whether you have nothing or an abundance, in any area of your lives.) It’s just one day, for goodness sake! Just try to make the best of it it, whether sitting home alone or with people in your household. And now more than ever, in the immortal words of Tiny Tim, I say, “God bless us, every one.”