Yesterday was the longest night of the year. It felt like it. The Romans used to celebrate (in raunchy fassion) the return of the sun god this time of year to prepare themselves for the winter ahead. The Catholic church established a different celebration for this time of year.
In any event, I feel the darkness of the nights and the short days. Christmas is not a happy one this year for many reasons: a broken family, a freefall economy, my job being at risk, and my emotional state at a real low.
So, I look to the future. I think I feel the bottom, but things can get a lot blacker.
My kids and I watched a holiday movie last night. After the movie we put on one of the kids channels on TV. We caugth the end of a show - the parents were explaining to their kids that while the kids hoped that mom and dad would get back together, they were not ... how it was all for the best ... how they were still a "family" ... you can fill in the rest. At one point one of these so-called adults said that when parents are separated the kids get twice the gifts
It made me sick to my stomach. That is the message we are giving our kids - that divorce is the right way to go, no one gets hurt, twice the gifts, a family is not two people who love and support each other and raise kids with real values - it is two separate *adults* doing what is "best" only for themselves.
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My shopping is done and I do get the kids through Christmas evening. We will have fun.
Merry Christmas all. And a wish for a wonderful year to all.
