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Tis the season to suck it up

December 4, 2008 by Dave Knadler

After a certain age, Christmas becomes a season of regret: The loss of loved ones over the years, the loss of friends, the loss of youth. The loss of all those Mattel toys that would now fetch a fortune on eBay. The sad truth is that the best Christmas in middle age cannot match the least one of childhood. But the important thing is to pretend otherwise.

I go back and forth on this, but today I figure the holiday is bigger than I am. It’s not really my right to succumb to cynicism and say to hell with the lights and the tree and the travel and the shopping. I figure Christmas has lasted this long because guys like me see a little bit of ourselves in Ebenezer Scrooge, and each year take small steps to minimize the resemblance.

So this weekend I’ll again be up on the ladder, cursing lights that in 12 months have become a Gordian knot. I’ll be setting out luminaria, as is the custom in my neighborhood, and cursing the candles that won’t stay lit –also a custom. I’ll wander dazedly through a discount store, trying to intuit the tastes and sizes and color preferences of those I count close. I’ll resist the urge to curse the crowds.

Yes, it’s a tremendous hassle and you wonder if it’s worth it. An Old Navy sweater can’t perfectly express what someone means to you, but it’s better than a gift card, and a whole lot better than nothing. My holiday lighting may tend toward the austere, but when families drive by at night, the house won’t be dark. I am prone to introspection, but I guarantee I won’t be passing up any party invitations.

You lose a lot over the decades. You don’t want to lose your traditions. December’s a dark month, a cold season. Christmas is the crackling fire, and only a foolish man would foreswear the wood to keep it going.

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Comments

  1. Ryan says

    December 5, 2008 at 12:46 am

    That last paragraph was pure literary gold.

    And I am a firm believer in the theory that when strings, wires, and other long, bendable things are left unseen and even untouched, they inevitably will work themselves into knots that defy reason.

  2. Lori says

    December 5, 2008 at 7:58 pm

    very well put, and to another middle-ager like myself, very moving.

  3. Dave Knadler says

    December 5, 2008 at 9:50 pm

    Thanks for the kind words, Ryan and Lori. And of course, Merry Christmas to you both.

  4. Jean says

    December 6, 2008 at 12:22 am

    I’m on your wave length, Dave. Especially the part about the Old Navy sweater being better than a gift card and a whole lot better than nothing. The gift card trend makes me sad–there should be packages for kids to open! Not that I dislike GETTING gift cards myself! I’m at the stage of life when I could easily do without getting more “stuff”!

  5. Dave Knadler says

    December 6, 2008 at 5:37 am

    I don’t mind getting the gift cards myself, in the same way I don’t mind finding twenty dollars on the sidewalk. But I think I’d rather get a gift somebody picked out, even if it’s not something I’d choose. The idea that somebody took the time and the risk is endearing, and completely in the spirit of the season.

    But yeah. There comes time when you don’t want to get anything you can’t eat or burn.

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