Would That It Were

I turned on the radio and Christmas music was playing.

Bing was crooning a promise.

Telling me what it was beginning to look like.

And if you saw the store displays, you would believe him.

Except…

It’s still a few days before Samhain.

All Hallow’s Eve.

And we’ve yet to feast to celebrate the harvest and prepare for winter’s coming long nights.

It’s too early for Christmas.

We say it every year.

But maybe right now, we need Christmas more than ever.

There are a lot of wheels spinning in the big outside world.

Maybe a few turning in our own as well.

Because life happens, no matter what the season.

Bills are due. Babies are born.

People die. Memories are lost.

Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas are all sad times for somebody.

Me included.

The spirit of Christmas used to mean something different for me.

I evolved it into a season of giving.

Part of my effort to make the world, or our small world, a little better place.