For the past couple of Christmases, there have been losses or absences that have dampened the joy of the season for me. But this Christmas has been filled with both contentment and good cheer: delightful visits with friends and family, cozy evenings watching movies at home, and some rich food.
I’ve seen two versions this year of my favorite Christmas tale, Alabama author Truman Capote’s “A Christmas Memory: a play and a movie. But I also broke with tradition this year and watched an assortment of light-hearted popular movies I had never seen before, including “Elf,” “Scrooged,” and “Jingle All the Way.” One rainy, foggy night, I even watched “Silent Night, Bloody Night,” an atmospheric horror story set in a spooky old house at Christmas.
Another break with tradition was that I was asked to judge a fruitcake contest. I like fruitcake in small doses, but by the end of that evening, I had tasted thirteen fruitcakes. Each recipe was different, and each cake was good in its own way. Suffice it to say, however, that I won’t be eating fruitcake again for a long time.
Paraphrasing the words of John Lennon and Yoke Ono, I wish you all a very happy Christmas without any fear.
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