I am delighted by the atmosphere that comes around every
holiday season. No matter what December
holiday you celebrate, there’s always something magical about this time of
year. People seem friendlier, places
seem more inviting, and sentiment hangs in the air like mistletoe. In my house, we celebrate two holidays, so
the air is like fusion cuisine over here.
Our Christmas tree sits right next to our couch, ready to
bathe the evening in multicolored lights.
A little ways from it on the counter is the menorah, passed down from my
mother and ready to wash the room in a different kind of light. It’s almost poetic how these two symbols of
very different cultures come together in harmony, perfectly encapsulating the
best ideals of the season.
To be honest, I could get used to this kind of thing every December.
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