The alternate title for this post could be holiday hangover. Someone used that recently, and I totally identify with the phrase! While I adore all of the friends, family, food and festivities, the hustle and bustle of the season wears me down. We still have three celebrations to go.
So, the controversial part. Growing up Catholic, I knew the 12 days of Christmas as December 25th – January 5th, with the Christmas season being proclaimed OVER with the arrival of Epiphany on January 6th. However, I know Amy counts in the opposite direction, with December 25th being the 12th and ultimate day of Christmas. I’ve seen it done that way elsewhere, but Amy is the one who clearly pops into my holiday hungover head.
It doesn’t REALLY matter. In the grand scheme of life, I’m positive we’ll all still have holiday festivities from Thanksgiving into the New Year most years. I’m just curious and love a good discussion. I also really enjoy hearing how others celebrate and why.
I know some pack up the decorations when they throw out the boxes and wrapping paper on December 26th. I know gMarie doesn’t even bring her sweet live tree in until Christmas Eve. Others honor superstitions and traditions and get all of Christmas out of the house (so to speak) before the clock strikes midnight on New Year’s Eve. How does it work at your house?
I have a final update about a family I’ve mentioned from time to time. There’s a new star in the sky or another Christmas angel to watch over us all. Some of you may remember “Hope” from a couple of years ago. (No, I couldn’t find the original post where I explained, but… here’s one mention.) Since I have a few newer readers… “Hope” was six when she was diagnosed with a rather aggressive cancer. The prognosis was never more optimistic than driving the dread disease into remission long enough for a cure to be found, and we’ve known for a few weeks that there wouldn’t be another remission this time. Yesterday, that sweet, strong angel lost her fight.
Her family appreciated all the knitting, goodness and prayers that were sent her/their way over the course of her struggle. I’m asking now that in whatever way is meaningful for you, that you lift them up so the universe can hold them together through a VERY difficult time. I’m especially worried about “Faith”, her younger sister, who has lost her best friend…
We didn’t know Hope as well as some, but we were blessed to be on the receiving end of her goodness and light, her smiles and laughter. She’s touched SO many lives and I have no doubt that she’s already watching over us, smiling and wishing we’d stop mourning and get on with living and loving, and spreading goodwill and cheer to each other.
Be patient with us, sweetie.