Christmas is my favorite holiday. Yes, I have to admit that when I was young it was all about Santa and presents galore. We were a middle class, union family and I remember as I got older and I realized what it took to create the Christmas that my Mom and Dad thought we deserved each and every year.
I also remember sitting in long gas lines to get a fill up because gas was so scarce. I remember every three years overhearing my parents discuss the fact that my dad may have to strike because their contract was always up right before the holidays and there would possibly be no Christmas in the Tucker household that year. Sounds dismal, right?
Well, I know one thing for sure. No matter how broke we were, Christmas was always great because we were taught the true meaning of Christmas. As in Dr. Seuss’, "How the Grinch Stole Christmas," “It came without boxes, bows and tags, it came without ribbons, toys and bags, it came, it came just the same." We were just happy to be healthy and happy with our family.
I know it’s really rough out there with the state our economy is in but there is one thing I know for sure, having faith and finding the true meaning of Christmas in your home will definitely improve your life. Family has always been my solace for any heartaches I’ve had in my life. Some may consider family blood kin but for our family it has a much broader range in meaning. We have many people we consider family; there is our immediate family, our fire department family, my work family, our church family and all of our many family of friends.
Our city has become our home therefore our city has become our family. I broke out in tears arriving as Mrs. Claus with Santa last Saturday with all the young children running to him and me. They were so adorable with all their questions and statements. One little girl came up to me and said, "It’s about time Santa brought his wife to meet me, I was just about to think she was a myth!" It made my heart sing listening to the Willowcreek choirs serenade us with many of the yuletide tunes that were familiar to our ears and listening to all the children’s wishes to Santa. There was a great group of kids who came out from the Myer’s Student Council serving hot cocoa and cookies to keep everyone toasty warm. Mayor James Snyder and his family came out to help with the traditional reading of "The Bottom Shelf Elf" by our own Sergeant Joe Mokol and then lighting beautiful Gilbert Park. These people truly gave of themselves that cold, cold day.
But isn’t that what Christmas is all about? God giving us the gift of his son. The holy family who were just normal people touched by the light from above. Wiseman bringing gifts for that special baby who lies in a manger.
Christmas is all about family. Make the most of your time with your family this Christmas. You may be surprised how meaningful it can be to even the littlest member.
God bless us all, everyone!
This column solely represents the writer's opinion.