Despite the fact that I hold no belief in any deity, and despite my disbelief in the nativity story (at least as it is most commonly told), Christmas is definitely, hands-down, my favorite holiday. People have said that I can't really be celebrating Christmas if I don't believe in the "Christ" part of it. But I strongly disagree. While I do hold a certain amount of cynicism near and dear to me, and I dislike the commercialism that runs rampant this time of year, I love Christmas, mostly because of what it stands for and means to me and my family.
I believe that people can celebrate the same "holiday" while allowing it to have a different meaning. I understand that while I'm not really celebrating Christmas in the sense that I'm not celebrating the birth of Jesus, but despite that, I refuse to call it by a different name. To me, one story that holds the most meaning for me is the story of The Grinch Who Stole Christmas.
I love the Grinch. Come December, I probably watch the animated version at least five times. To me, it is a wonderful story that doesn't rely on Santa or Jesus. It's about the "true spirit of Christmas" and how beautiful it is. Take away the presents, take away the food, even take away the tree, and it's still there. I won't pretend that I don't love those tangible aspects of Christmas. But what I really love is the feeling. Being with my loved ones and enjoying their company and love.
Speaking of which, we are decorating the tree today, so I must sign off early.
Cheers,
-T.A.D.
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