It’s that time of year again, trees are decorated, tinsel is strategically draped, presents are bought and possibly wrapped, Christmas songs play incessantly in every shop although they don’t seem to be filling the santa hat-wearing staff with cheer.
I love Christmas. I love shutting down my work computer and heading home to see my family. I love eating lots of food, drinking a bit too much, playing silly games and just being in the warmth of people who I love and who love me. It’s a great time of year, togetherness and the exchanging of gifts makes everyone feel good.
Those of us who look forward to Christmas and have the option to immerse ourselves completely in the festivities, should always remember how lucky we are. For many people, Christmas is lonely, cold or just as hard as the rest of the year. There are those who have bigger concerns than whether Grandma and Uncle Jimmy are going to argue again, or if they will have to play charades under threat of being denied a mince-pie. So it’s a time to remember that petty differences are just that, petty. It’s a time to remember that if you have a family who love one another and genuinely care for each other, you really are doing rather well and you should enjoy it.
It’s also a time to think about those who are not so lucky; people who couldn’t afford a gift for their son or daughter, don’t have a home and a family to go to or who will just continue their fight for survival like any other day of the year. This is not a call to feel guilty, just a nudge to remember how lucky many of us are, often through accident of birth.
So have a very Merry Christmas everybody, enjoy it thoroughly and indulge. But while you’re at it spare a thought for the less fortunate and maybe squeeze in a New Year’s resolution to do a little bit more for someone who needs it.