Holiday preparations are in full swing. The shopping malls are packed like a can of sardines and if you're like me, you're probably a little overwhelmed and stressed about getting the perfect gift for your loved ones.
I somehow had to go along with this Santa myth to protect the practices and beliefs of other families while de-prioritizing the beliefs my husband and I were endeavoring to instill in our own. How is that fair?
One of the reasons I find the history of Christmas so fascinating is because it's a perfect example of how radically America has changed throughout the past four centuries, and how much it continues to change today just in our lifetimes.
I do not subscribe to the Jewish religion, but to be one who is self-hating or denying of authentic parts of me would be to deny real ecology which has to include the diversity, not only outside, but inside of us as well.
The most painful thing about using food to comfort ourselves during the holidays (or any other time) is that it is only a temporary solution. After the food is gone, whatever you ate about is still there.