Musing on why December makes me sad...
I wrote a blog post for Kveller.com this week, and I'd like to link to it here. Perhaps, despite the melancholy tone of the piece, you'll feel hopeful like I do?
It’s that time of year here in America. A time for good tidings of
comfort and joy. A time for happy family memories and meaningful
traditions. But for me and my interfaith marriage, December now comes packaged with a new tradition–an annual holiday cry (or if I’m really being honest…cries. Plural.)
Now I know a lot of people cry during the holidays. The pressure of
stressful travel plans and forced family gatherings is enough to make
many people crack. But for the interfaith family, December is a
particularly lonely time.
I go online to order holiday cards. (I am a little behind this year.)
I skip over the red and green ones, the ones with Christmas trees or
holly or Santa Claus, the ones that say “Merry Christmas,” the ones that say “Happy Hanukkah,”
and I’m left to choose from lots of cards with “Seasons Greetings” or
“Happy Holidays” written generically on the front. After much much
agonizing, I pick, “Peace, Joy, and Love.” Those are things that people
from all faiths want, right? Continue reading -->