Dear
Scribbles Family:
Another year
is quickly drawing to a close and the holiday season is upon us.
For many of
our friends in Scribbles land, Christmas is a joyous event, filled with family,
friends, feasts, presents and parties. To others it is a spiritual time as they
remember to put “Christ” back into Christmas. Some find this a perfect time to
reflect upon the year that has just past –something Scribbles plans to do in
great detail in the weeks ahead.
Not to sound
like the Grinch who stole Christmas, but I feel it is important to also remember
that this can be a most stressful and depressing time of the year for many,
something that is often foreshadowed by all that is “good” about the season.
Yet for
many, Christmas acts as a vivid reminder of loved ones who are no longer with
them, no longer there to unwrap that special gift, sit with by a comfortable
fire or ring in the new year. Others find themselves struggling to make ends
meet while still trying to fulfill the role of playing Santa for family and
friends. And there are even those who feel they have no one to share the
holidays with, constantly reminded of their lone status by the bombardment of
holiday specials and oh-so-happy commercial jingles.
Oddly
enough, I have found myself in all of the above positions in Christmas’ past.
I’ve had
those that have found me celebrating non-stop, scarcely finding the time to be
with all the people, places and parties I was invited to. I’ve had times when
elaborate gifts were given because there was extra money that year. I’ve enjoyed
the warm and fuzzy feeling of celebrating a “first” Christmas with a new love
and have been around to witness the big bright eyes of youngsters as they see
what Santa has left for them.
On the flip
side of the coin, I have felt the sadness of living through the first Christmas
without a cherished loved one, who crossed over within the last year. I’ve felt
the emptiness of waking up alone and single on Christmas day. I have known what
it is like to stress over how I would be able to get gifts when there was not
even enough money to cover my living expenses.
Yes, when it
comes to Christmas, I (like many of you) have experienced many different types.
From the ones I wished would never end to those that just couldn’t be over quickly
enough.
The funny
thing about Christmas is that one really never knows what each one will be like.
One year we may be happier than a pig in shit and a year later find ourselves simply
covered in shit. Or just the opposite may ring true. This Christmas might suck
royally, but next year at this time we may find ourselves feeling more joy than
seems physically possible.
We should
never take any type of Christmas too seriously, nor should we try to make it
something it is not. Every new year holds a guarantee of change, be it conceived
as good or otherwise. And each Christmas
will find us in a different “place”.
Treasure
each of them, even the ones that seem hopeless, for none of them are forever
and each has a purpose. Seek happiness in life’s simple pleasures and even the
cloudiest of days will come with a fleeting ray of sunshine.
I was going
to mention many of you personally in this message, but let’s face it, you’d
still be reading it next December at this time, had I attempted that. I will
elaborate more in my review of 2013 in the weeks ahead, at which time shout
outs will be in order for many of you and all that you have done for me.
This year,
no matter where you find yourself on the Christmas roller coaster, be it the highest,
exciting peaks or the sudden, frightening lows, know that there will always be secure
seat for each of you in Scribbles, my life and in my heart.
Merry
Christmas to my very special “family”.
With Much Love,
Kenny
