IN LIFE AS IN THE DANCE : GRACE GLIDES

ON BLISTERED FEET.
---Alice Abrams

Monday, December 11, 2006

Echoes of "Christmas' Past"


When did the joy of Christmas leave my heart? Christmas always meant tons of food, family and a lot of joy. Now, it is a dead spot in my soul. No spark, just an ember. When did it all die?
I haven't left the house in three weeks and I've only seen the neighbor's lights. I see the advertisements on TV and all of the catalogs and banners on the web. That's no way to fan the flames. All of the commercialization has made me heartsick anyway. The news just portrays one more rabbi or atheist who's gotten their panties in a wad over the nativity scene in an airport or some such nonsense...it is CHRISTMAS, after all!!!

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