Day 3
Thank you, Michael, for inviting me to participate in Day 3 of your Hanukkah celebration. The festival of lights is truly special. For me it represents family, friends, love, peace and goodwill. I’ve always considered you a part of my family, and it’s tender moments like this that affirm our bond.
After the last candle burned away, I left my friend’s home, taking a walk through our shared neighborhood of Tuscany-Canterbury. I traveled down Canterbury, a lovely street of quaint rowhomes, and one of my favorites in the city.
The street was dark, and most of the house lights were on. The front windows are large and you can see inside, and what I saw was magical. There were beautifully decorated Christmas trees, stockings hanging from the fireplace mantles, greens on the banisters, bows on the trim, wreaths hanging from the front door, and candles in the window. I even saw a few menorahs, too.
I couldn’t help but think about the diversity of the holidays. I’ve been hearing a lot about "keeping the Christ in Christmas." That’s fine and good, but it’s incredibly offensive to assume most American’s celebrate Christmas or honor it religiously.
I’ve said this before and it’s worth repeating – celebrate your holiday of choice or celebrate not, but respect others in the process. For me, December is a special month – the "LOVE" month, one where all should come together as a people united. That’s a lot to ask, as the presidential election proved, but I digress.
What ever you are celebrating during this time of the year, make sure your heart is in the right place. Allow your kindness to show for friend and foe. Keep a smile handy for those who need it most. Here’s to having a delicious time. Enjoy! – paerki
(A special message: I’m sorry I missed your Hanukkah Party, Michelle. Thank you for thinking of me. I appreciate your kind gesture of gluten-free food and wish I could have been there to enjoy it. I heard your birthday is coming up soon, and we’ll definitely have to get together and celebrate with a cocktail. Cheers!)
After the last candle burned away, I left my friend’s home, taking a walk through our shared neighborhood of Tuscany-Canterbury. I traveled down Canterbury, a lovely street of quaint rowhomes, and one of my favorites in the city.
The street was dark, and most of the house lights were on. The front windows are large and you can see inside, and what I saw was magical. There were beautifully decorated Christmas trees, stockings hanging from the fireplace mantles, greens on the banisters, bows on the trim, wreaths hanging from the front door, and candles in the window. I even saw a few menorahs, too.
I couldn’t help but think about the diversity of the holidays. I’ve been hearing a lot about "keeping the Christ in Christmas." That’s fine and good, but it’s incredibly offensive to assume most American’s celebrate Christmas or honor it religiously.
I’ve said this before and it’s worth repeating – celebrate your holiday of choice or celebrate not, but respect others in the process. For me, December is a special month – the "LOVE" month, one where all should come together as a people united. That’s a lot to ask, as the presidential election proved, but I digress.
What ever you are celebrating during this time of the year, make sure your heart is in the right place. Allow your kindness to show for friend and foe. Keep a smile handy for those who need it most. Here’s to having a delicious time. Enjoy! – paerki
(A special message: I’m sorry I missed your Hanukkah Party, Michelle. Thank you for thinking of me. I appreciate your kind gesture of gluten-free food and wish I could have been there to enjoy it. I heard your birthday is coming up soon, and we’ll definitely have to get together and celebrate with a cocktail. Cheers!)