As I stood in the kitchen finishing the lasagna for Christmas Day at my daughter Lindsay’s home, I had a memory of my childhood. It wasn’t particularly a holiday memory. But it does have connotations of the reason for holidays in which we all gather to celebrate.
One afternoon, like any other afternoon, I came in form playing outside to find my mom setting the table for dinner. She was carefully placing the best china and the really shiny silverware on the table.
“Mom?”
Yes, my son?
“Are we having company over?”
No, just us.
“But why the good stuff?”
My mom stopped what she was doing and looked at me. Her fashionable ‘cat eye’ glasses reflecting the table of beauty. She smiled.
‘I really don’t think the President will ever come over to have dinner with us, and besides, there are no more important people in the world than our family at this table. We are important and we deserve to enjoy what we have.’
Dinner was special that evening. We used the china and silverware again, but that moment was special. So, I ask that you make your holidays special, use the good stuff. Welcome everyone with a hug and a warm smile. These are the moments we create memories of. These are the memories that we will later share with our children and their children.
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Merry Christmas Happy Hanukkah بيع الثاني بارك الله فيك Happy Kwanzaa
The Journey of a thousand miles 