Seasons and holidays are different things.
I don’t like to rush seasons. I want summer to stay as long as it pleases. Holidays, on the other hand, I want to celebrate as long as possible.
I understand that we call Christmas a season, but we are wrong. It is a holiday. We can call it the Christmas Season all we want, but it doesn’t make it so.
There are a few holidays bunched somewhat close together, like Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s Eve. Hence, the lyrics, “It’s the holiday season, so hoop-de-doo and dickory-dock, and don’t forget to hang up your sock,” which is a song that seems to be dedicated to Christmas but also seems to lump all of the holidays together into one. By the way, what’s a hoop-de-doo and dickory-dock?
I don’t mind people decorating early for Thanksgiving or Christmas. We don’t decorate for or celebrate Halloween, mostly because I have never been a fan of skeletons or death. I’m just not into it. But the other ones, count me in.
Take, for example, Christmas. It’s too early to listen to Christmas music in June, but July is fair game. If you want to put it off, wait until the fall equinox. But the joys of Christmas and Giving Thanks are meant to be enjoyed much longer than one day a year.
Seasons last for a substantial amount of time, but holidays are one and done. Therefore, holidays deserve an extended amount of time for celebration.
One holiday I feel doesn’t get celebrated enough is Thanksgiving. I know we all get off work, shop, eat until our bellies rub the varnish off the table, and enjoy football in some capacity. But I’m curious how many people take ten minutes out of the day to stop and tell their family sitting around the table or lounging on the sofa how thankful they are for them.
Thanksgiving gets lumped together with autumn decor, Christmas lights, and Jack-o-lanterns. And it feels like the Pilgrim’s First Thanksgiving re-enactments in the kindergarten classrooms happen right before the holiday, and then we cram the Macy’s parade, Turkey dinner, and football games into one day. Then we leave to get in on the early Black Friday shopping deals for Christmas. Thanksgiving seems like a holiday to rush past on the way to a Blue Christmas. But do we realize thankfulness and gratefulness may usher in peace, unlike the presents under the tree?
Anyway, if I’m honest, I’m just trying to write one post a day. I don’t know if this even make sense.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to unplug the Scentsy. The smell of clove, cinnamon, nutmeg, pumpkin purée, maple cream, sugar crystals, vanilla, and brown sugar, cleverly disguised under the label “Maple and Sugar Drizzle,” is about to make my stomach lose its contents.
‘tis the season,
– Caleb
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