Christ-mas

The whole commercialism of Christmas really has me thinking this year. Maybe it started with the story about the worker who was trampled at Walmart on black Friday. That image really disgusts me. What's wrong with people? Then I watched both versions of the Grinch on tv, and even the Grinch can figure it out. I thought I would be more excited this year. Maybe it's because her birthday and Christmas fall so close together. What does she need? Nothing. She would like a new toy or two. I think she'd look cute in a new outfit or two. Maybe it's because I never carry cash anymore, so I have no money to give to the bell ringers. Maybe it would help if I went to mass a Sunday or two. Maybe it's because our financial status is a little overwhelming right now. Maybe it's because we're really busy right now, and we haven't had too many minutes to relax and enjoy this beautiful season. I really do like Christmas. I'm not sure I love it. I'm not sure it's the most wonderful time of the year. I do think it could be better, and that doesn't include more presents. I need to find a way to show Cecilia that Jesus is the reason for the season, not Santa, not the tree or the cookies or the shopping or the hurried opening of all the presents. I need to do some more soul searching and research and one of my chores for next year (while juggling two babies instead of just one) is to find a way to volunteer my time or energy or to somehow spread the Christmas love.