{"id":4007,"date":"2014-12-24T10:38:03","date_gmt":"2014-12-24T15:38:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.old.caraghobrien.com\/book\/?p=4007"},"modified":"2014-12-24T10:38:03","modified_gmt":"2014-12-24T15:38:03","slug":"seasons-greetings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/miscellaneous\/seasons-greetings\/","title":{"rendered":"Season&#8217;s Greetings"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Rug.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-4008\" src=\"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Rug-300x286.jpg\" alt=\"Rug\" width=\"300\" height=\"286\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Rug-300x286.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Rug-450x429.jpg 450w, https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Rug-250x238.jpg 250w, https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Rug-900x858.jpg 900w, https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Rug.jpg 1792w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>As my husband and I were throwing the football up into the tree yesterday, casting up the fishing line that would pull up the rope that would pull up the string of lights, it hit me that Christmas isn\u2019t just for the kids anymore. It\u2019s for me, and for my husband and me as a team. These signs of the holiday\u2014the decorated tree, the wreath, the outside lights\u2014they make it feel \u201cright,\u201d like we\u2019ve pulled off a magic trick, and I\u2019m half surprised that it works on me. I see all the machinations behind the wrapped gifts and the feasting, but the crafting of the holiday only makes me feel more like I\u2019m part of my family system.<\/p>\n<p>I used to feel that Christmas was a pay off, a reward day for being a decent parent all year long. It was as if Christian society had picked a day, collectively, for indulgence and magic, and we belonged. The plastic toy years came and mercifully went, and now we choose gifts that have more to do with heritage, home, nostalgia, future, whimsy, delight. We cherish those who can come, whenever they get here, and then we toddle around together, trying new recipes and a new time for Christmas Mass. \u00a0Tonight we&#8217;ll cuddle up around the fire to read old stories aloud, stories with pictures.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s sweet, but this year, I\u2019m also keenly aware of our larger family outside our home, those in Ferguson, in Brooklyn, in North Korea, in Sandy Hook, with all the confusion, loss, and threats that mark our time. I think of my friend who&#8217;s supporting her unemployed husband and two kids, with a third on the way, and the writers of Journey House, imprisoned teens who won\u2019t be home for the holidays. I think of my cousin\u2019s beautiful daughter facing cancer for the second time. I belong in this larger, more complicated family, too, and when I recall the quiet courage of regular people, despite all our hardships, I remember to hope.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Happy Holidays to you. \u00a0May your special time find you with the ones you love. May your heart be light.\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As my husband and I were throwing the football up into the tree yesterday, casting up the fishing line that would pull up the rope that would pull up the string of lights, it hit me that Christmas isn\u2019t just for the kids anymore. 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