Ellen Painter Dollar
It’s nearly here—Christmas Eve. Dozens of cookies are stacked on my back porch, most of the gifts are wrapped and in their basement hiding place ready to be piled under the tree, the house is clean…enough. Tomorrow night, we’ll begin our celebrations with our church’s Christmas pageant, in which my oldest daughter will be an innkeeper, my middle daughter an angel, and my five-year-old son will be in the “starring” role of…you guessed it…the star.
The pageant tradition is one that I didn’t fully appreciate the first few years that my children were involved in it. Here is an essay I wrote for the Daily Episcopalian a few years ago about how I finally came around to loving the pageant.
I wish you a very Merry Christmas.
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