The clouds are rolling in, the televised holiday specials are on constant rotation, and the wind is blowing heartily. Finally, it is winter! (I would insert a requisite Mayan apocalypse joke here, but alas, everyone else has come up with much more timely and witty jokes than I can at the moment.)
Whether you celebrate Winter Solstice, Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanzaa, or Festivus, the holidays are a time for appreciating the foundation of our experience as human beings — generous love.
During your time with your loved ones, I urge you to talk to your nieces, nephews, sons, daughters, god-children, and grandkids about the importance of recognizing and respecting families of all shapes, sizes, and colors. When we welcome others to openly love whom they choose, we create a world full of generous love for the generations after us.
Blah, blah, blah, sappy holiday nonsense. When you go home, give you mother a kiss for me. Oh, and if you don’t know what to get me, a thoughtful, handmade gift is always the right call.
Updates again after the New Year!
Since many of us are still in the holiday frenzy time-crunch, I leave you with my favorite gift-wrapping accompaniment — Sufjan Stevens: