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While life gives us many reasons to be sad, it gives even more to dance. This season, celebrate your wonderful life and all the uniqueness that it brings.
I was raised an American Hindu who feels more nostalgia for December pine in New York than October sulfur in Mumbai. I didn't think I would see a Christmas tree this year. And this one was startlingly alive, outside, swaying between private mourning and public celebration.
Florence, and indeed, each town and city around here, really dresses up at Christmas time. Florence decorates its street with cascades of twinkling white lights, and each street has a different kind of twinkling white lights, making a spectacular scene once darkness falls.
This holiday season, as we celebrate, and spend too much and complain too much, I hope that we will take a moment to think about the 42 million refugees and displaced around the world.
How can gratitude for this gift be confined to a day or a season? Every moment -- all our breaths -- ought to resound with praise for this radical identification of God with us.
Needless to say, it is easy to focus on the negatives of being single at the holidays. But the truth is that it isn't all bad. In fact, I believe there is a strong argument that it is better, or at least more fun, to be single during the holidays.
Suddenly, hard-working Greeks in their late 30s and mid-40s have no money to turn on the heat, to buy gifts for their children and loved ones, to fill the tank with gas, to fill the fridge with food, to invite friends for dinner, to go out and enjoy a drink in fine company.
Seasonal allergies don't need to ruin your holiday season. Being prepared and taking precaution can go a long way in the fight against your allergies.
I don't expect very much from Santa Claus these days. I mean, he's been a disappointment over the years. My desires are few--power, money, and fame, that sort of thing--but he's yet to satisfy any of them. So I tried downgrading my requests to world peace and the end of international poverty. But that didn't work either. He still didn't deliver. This year I tried to be more realistic. I had just a few simple requests. It's been a difficult year so Santa, this would have been a good time to give me at least something that I wanted. But no! It's Christmas Day and I got up early to check under the tree, and nothing.
How could a yearly three-day Christmas weekend not be preferred? Look, nobody who knows anything actually believes December 25 was the literal date when Jesus was born.
Santa Claus, Father Christmas, Papa Noel, Saint Nicholas -- whatever name you want to call the rotund man in the red suit, it's hard to deny the magnetic charms of everyone's favorite Christmas character.
A man walked into the animal shelter, placed a small cardboard box on the counter and said, "I'm turning this dog in because he's old and can't walk anymore." The poor dog was a mess. It was apparent that his owner had let the dog's health deteriorate for months -- probably years -- and done nothing to get medical attention for his canine.
The day was so intoxicating, the city I love so all dressed up for Christmas -- well, there's just no place like it in the world. And the best news, it was absolutely free.