Christmas Interrogatives

Blending families is never easy…sometimes it may feel strange
as the people, places, the customs…the traditions around us change.

We knew when we brought our families together years ago…we needed to find a way
because…when it came to celebrating Christmas…we couldn’t all have Christmas Day…

So we decided with our children…a new tradition we would weave
that we would celebrate our Christmas…with pizza…on Christmas Eve…

And for years that is what we did…a Christmas tradition all our own
but then our children grew up…with lives and families of their own…

So we decided with our children and grandchildren…a new tradition we would weave
That we would celebrate our Christmas…still with pizza…sometime around Christmas Eve.

And that is what we do now…in our household Christmas is still a must…
but in order to celebrate together…we cheerfully adjust…

We come together on a day we mix with joy and love and laughter
It doesn’t matter if it’s Christmas day…a little before…or after.

It seems we found along the way… the secret to Christmas lives…
of all the unlikely places…in the interrogatives.

As we create our new traditions…as the years go flying by
HOW we celebrate Christmas isn’t as important…
as to the reason WHY.

WHEN we celebrate Christmas isn’t important…it’s only important WHERE
A place we’re all together…a place we choose to share.

Yes, through the years…as our traditions have changed…
the key to Christmas…I think we found it!
WHAT’s under the Christmas tree is not as important
as WHO is gathered ‘round it.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Krutsinger Avatar
December 25, 2018 at 6:39 AM
Ah, a beautiful missive, Jim, and so true. My dad used to pout if it was not Christmas Day, but when he got alzheimers we could tell him, it was, and he never knew differently. A terrible disease, but that was one of the small perks at the time as there were so few. Merry Christmas! We celebrate our Christmas the first Saturday in December, and it works for us.
Yerman Avatar
December 26, 2018 at 6:37 PM
MERRY CHRISTMAS CAREN. :)
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