The stores and the radio are full of songs about dashing through the snow and letting it snow and all forms of a white Christmas. But for half of the world this is summer, and even many of us in the Northern Hemisphere will never see snow. Oftentimes the picture that the world paints of what our holidays should look like has very little correspondence with reality. Far better to build a “snowman” on the beach than to fret about how your life doesn’t match someone else’s picture.
What unconventional bits of your holidays do you treasure?
Rice pudding after late service on Christmas Eve.
Going out for Chinese food on Christmas Day.
On solstices and equinoxes, my family has a concert of sorts. I usually play an instrument, my mom sometimes reads a poem or story, my oldest brother sometimes plays guitar or reads a poem, and so on.