Today’s world is a far cry from simple. It is a labyrinth of cultures, race, skin color and vastly different systems of belief. It is a melting pot of strong ideals and judgements, and it is quickly becoming far less tolerant than it once was.
I happen to celebrate Christmas, and in the process of that celebration I can be heard uttering two words that, although were once mainstream, are now, by some, thought to be completely offensive. Merry Christmas. Two words that contain the ideals of the child I once was and now hold dear the spirit of a celebration that I embrace.
I am not a vindictive person and when I choose to verbalize those two words, I am not negating the fact that you may not celebrate this particular holiday. I am choosing to share my love of the holiday season in my way. I am attempting to insinuate my child-like joy into the moments of your day by choosing to wish you the best of the holiday season in a way that I learned through osmosis. There used to be something exceptionally special about watching the joy spread by speaking those two words. It was like watching a wave of true happiness spread from one person to the next. Now, instead of riding that wave, it is more like treading lightly on the edge of the water, ever mindful of sharp objects in the sand.
I have felt trapped at times, wondering if I should only articulate the two words that do not seem to easily offend, but happy holidays doesn’t encapsulate the true spirit I have at this time of the year. Sure, it may be less offensive to some, but perhaps they don’t take the time to know the feeling behind the words. By wishing you a Merry Christmas, I am merely saying that I want you to enjoy your way of celebrating as much as I enjoy mine and somehow inject some of my cheer into your day.
So let me throw caution to the wind and impart my holiday spirit to you on this Sunday morning. Merry Christmas to all and may the spirit of the holiday season, whatever your holiday may be, bring merriment to your smile and gladness to your heart.