I went to pick up my son at school last night. No, I'm not a horrible mother! It was only 4:30, but in Canada, in December, it's pitch dark at 4:30 and feels like night. The kids were on the playground so I had to wait a few minutes outside for him to gather his things. It was only 0C / 32F, but it was windy and I was freezing!
We are all aware intellectually that there are homeless people and poor people in our neighborhoods but, particularly with the effervescence of the holidays around us, I find that it's easy to put these realities out of our minds.
Last night, I was just struck by how cold and miserable I felt on a rather warm Canadian winter night. I quickly hurried to my warm car, which took me to my warm home where my hot supper was waiting. Today when I went out, I was able to put on a warmer coat, hat and boots. I was freezing for 5 or ten minutes yesterday. What do less fortunate people do when they are cold and hungry all the time?
|Beautiful, but cold, Quebec City!|
I certainly don't want to dampen anyone's holiday spirits! I simply wanted to share this revelation with you. The holiday season is about love and giving, but we are so bombarded by the idea that we need more of everything (my children certainly think so!) that we forget to appreciate what we have. The amazing blogger, Sonya of the Kanelstrand blog has two beautiful posts about getting back to the real meaning of the holidays. You can read them here:
I also had another revelation last night (it was some night!). My husband and I watched the end (end because he was channel surfing!) of my favorite Christmas show - A Charlie Brown Christmas. It's a wonderful cartoon and fills me with all kinds of terrific childhood memories. Snoopy was my father's favorite character.
The revelation came at the end when my husband read the copyright date, 1965. Charles Schulz's message was that Christmas had become too commercial (remember Sally asking Santa for 10's and 20's?). It has been 46 years since this show first aired. Are we more, less or just as commercial as people were back then? Does it matter? I think it does. What do you think?
Finally, I must mention wool. You saw part of my stash in yesterday's post. I accept my fiber addiction. That's apparently the first step to recovery!
My resolution, after this night of revelations, is to use up my stash making hats and mittens to give to the less fortunate in my community to help them get through our long Canadian winters, and to help me remember how very lucky I am!