Every year I never know quite how I’m going to feel about Christmas. Sometimes I’m bothered by its prevalence and how omnipresent Christianity is in America’s culture. Sometimes it doesn’t seem like a big deal.
This year I feel a little better about it because Diwali actually got some attention. There was a Diwali holiday stamp this year at the post office for the first time and the makeup company M.A.C. made a Diwali-themed makeup pallette.
I wasn’t going to go to the holiday party my mom’s group was doing. Despite it being called a Holiday Party, there was a Santa and a decorated tree and presents handed out and Christmas music. But I decided to go when I realized that all the moms would be there and it would be a chance to meet some spouses and introduce Brad. They are a wonderful group of ladies. The party was nice. It was fun. And one of the moms realized why I had been reluctant to come and reassured me that there was nothing religious about the party. (Plus Brad and I were pretty pleased that the Santa was played by a Black man. If we’re going to have a Santa, may as well have one that is a stepping stone towards teaching respect and affection for Black men).
I think we may celebrate it as a happy occasion to see family. Meaning yes, we are going to take the Christ out of Christmas! Why should I deny Garrick Ravi any opportunity for celebration and good cheer, not to mention presents?