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Jews don’t do Christmas......but I always get her something anyway so , yes.
One of my coworkers is a Jew and she absolutely LOVES Christmas. She even has Christmas music playing at her desk. But, she's a converted Jew -- I believe she grew up Catholic.
 
I know, I have Jewish blood on my dad’s (German) side. My family exchanges gifts, without the Christmas tree. My mom’s family is Irish Indian, and they celebrate everything.

My great grandfather immigrated here around WWI out of Germany. The only member of his family to survive WW2.

My mother is southern baptist so my childhood was very interesting. She still does Christmas and Dad tries to stay out of trouble
 
Can y’all imagine what my poor mother went through with me as a child. Telling the “Christmas story “ and I’m asking questions “why were the sheep in the fields during the dead of winter?”
 
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Married to a non-observant but pretty irritable (lol; it’s kind of his job) Jewish guy, and we have settled upon Winter Solstice. Or Yule, or something. (He grew up experiencing his otherwise-usual friends turning and attacking him as a kid at Easter and Christmas, and that got really old, and he hasn’t figured how to let go of it.)

Every culture and faith has acknowledged and celebrated the ending of the solar year at winter solstice and the beginning of the new. Pick your name: Christmas, Yuletide, Saturnalia, whatever. All these holidays/ holy days are around December 21 or 22 or something. It’s a human urge that is acknowledged by the divine. It’s all about that stubborn belief (faith) that the world is going to come back; we’re gonna get through this; there is always hope for the future. The dying of the light (the shortening days) and the return of the new (the longer days).

So in our crazed little household, we put up the twinkly lights to defy the stellar darkness, and we have the balsam (or Fraser? can’t remember) evergreen (ever+green) fir to celebrate survival for another year, and we drape the pine swags across the mantel, and they wrap around the menorah, and we double up on the Zyrtec (as we are both allergic to Christmas trees and greenery in general), and we rejoice in the end of one year and the beginning of a new one, and life goes on.
 
Married to a non-observant but pretty irritable (lol; it’s kind of his job) Jewish guy, and we have settled upon Winter Solstice. Or Yule, or something. (He grew up experiencing his otherwise-usual friends turning and attacking him as a kid at Easter and Christmas, and that got really old, and he hasn’t figured how to let go of it.)

Every culture and faith has acknowledged and celebrated the ending of the solar year at winter solstice and the beginning of the new. Pick your name: Christmas, Yuletide, Saturnalia, whatever. All these holidays/ holy days are around December 21 or 22 or something. It’s a human urge that is acknowledged by the divine. It’s all about that stubborn belief (faith) that the world is going to come back; we’re gonna get through this; there is always hope for the future. The dying of the light (the shortening days) and the return of the new (the longer days).

So in our crazed little household, we put up the twinkly lights to defy the stellar darkness, and we have the balsam (or Fraser? can’t remember) evergreen (ever+green) fir to celebrate survival for another year, and we drape the pine swags across the mantel, and they wrap around the menorah, and we double up on the Zyrtec (as we are both allergic to Christmas trees and greenery in general), and we rejoice in the end of one year and the beginning of a new one, and life goes on.
I like it.

Tell him not to get over it. He’s the nail that sticks out. Honestly it sounds like y’all already have it under control
 
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Can y’all imagine what my poor mother went through with me as a child. Telling the “Christmas story “ and I’m asking questions “why were the sheep in the fields during the dead of winter?”
And why would any sensible government agency run a mandatory census in the dead of winter? That’s what late February - early March is for.

And PS, there was bound to have been a midwife at the Birth, because women take care of other women at times like this, but that didn’t fit in with the patriarchal church’s presentation of things, and so it got left out of the records as one of those minor irrelevant details.

So Mary/Miriam gave birth in a stable, which was most likely a cave in those days, attended by a hard-working midwife, and a frightened Joseph/Yusuf did his best, as dads do in these circumstances, and the animals crowded close and shared their warmth, curious about this latest human eccentricity, and the world was born anew.

Happy Advent or oncoming year change or however it resonates in your lives. Rejoice in the ending of the old, and rejoice in the oncoming new!
 
Interesting story.
Apparently when CJP had 12 by the shirt he was dragging him back to the sideline telling him to get ready to go back in because he owed his brothers and had to make up for his mistake. I just watched the replay and that does appear to be what was happening judging by 12s reaction
 
Interesting story.
Apparently when CJP had 12 by the shirt he was dragging him back to the sideline telling him to get ready to go back in because he owed his brothers and had to make up for his mistake. I just watched the replay and that does appear to be what was happening judging by 12s reaction
It's a damn shame this was even an issue for some people. I wish he would have dragged a few more earlier in the year.
 
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