CHRISTMAS- WHAT IT MEANS TO ME

There are jingles in the air, I'm just feeling them. Not really, I've been feeling them since the 1st of November. Its the holiday!!!!! Yaayyyy!!!!!! Lots of activities are lined up for a lot of people including myself and the excitement is electric.

However, I have been forced to ask what Christmas means to people; trust me, you've heard this question more than you've thought about it. What does Christmas means to you?

To me, Christmas is much more than a season. As a Christian,its important because it is when we mark the birth of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Chris; but it is much more than that.

I feel Christmas time is a season for reflection. Before you hack me and write me off as a horrible bore, listen to me. By the way, if you think I'm a bore, then you obviously haven't met me yet. Anyways, I said Christmas is a reflective time for me because it is a time when I look back and appreciate everything I have.its a time foe me to 'count my blessings', its a time of giving and sharing; a time to remember....

I'm not a preacher neither do intend to give a sermon but really, have you thought about it? December is the last month of the year, do you know what that means? It means that EVERYDAY, you woke up in the morning, went about your daily duties and got home to sleep, to wake again and continue the cycle.... thats called LIFE

You passed the first quarter of the year and still kept at it and you're fortunate enough to witness the LAST QUARTER of that same year and there is this calmness around you that tells you you're going to witness THE FIRST QUARTER of another year..... thats called HOPE.

I also believe that its a time spent with family. You would be quite short sighted if you think that I'm talking about your relatives alone. Now, if you've got relatives that care about you, you are more than a lucky individual. To me, family is any set of people who share a mutual bond of care, love and trust. Your family should have some form of dependence, that is much more than material. Family denotes friendship; true friendship. If you've got that, then giving and sharing won't be hard for you to do.

Giving- I might not have money, or gifts or anything of the sort, but if I am able to make you smile, then I have given you something; if I can make you laugh or have fun or do something worth remembering, if I can help you, if I can talk to you, more importantly, if I can listen to you, then I have given you something.

Sharing- Now this is where the fun comes in for me. I wanna share my moments with as many people as I can so I'm starting with you- I have decided to share, daily, my activities on this portal. I'v titled it 'Christmas Memoirs'. 

So thats Christmas for me in a nutshell, the essence, the appreciation, the family, the giving and the sharing.

Merry Christmas people. Have fun and embrace the warmth the season brings.

CURTAIN CALL 1

Staring at the scene right below me, I find myself laughing out loud. I was looking at a hospital ward with a splendid view of a beautiful young woman writhing with labor pains. Her husband, an equally handsome, young man was beside her, panicked and almost white with anxiety. I ask the hefty old, white-bearded man, who is seated beside me " Why must I come out amidst all this pain? If she knew I would be such a bother, why did they conceive me?". The white-bearded man whom I've come to know as God, smiles gently and says, "Its painful for now but you'll see the smiles hereafter".

Looking sadly down, I say again, "But she's crying so bad, I must be a mean child for causing her tears". God doesn't reply me but looks down wards. We are both silent for quite some time looking at the drama unfolding before our eyes, the woman who I'm going to grow up calling 'mother' has her legs spread open, my father is sweating and holding her hands by her bedside, a nurse is mopping my mother's brows and there is this huge man (God calls him a doctor), standing between her legs. Sometimes I find it quite confusing you know, God tells me that between my legs lies a very special place which I must take proper care of and not let anyone see it, especially men, but here is my mother, with a man standing and putting his hands there and nobody seems to want to say anything.

God looks at me and says" Its almost time, you know, the world is awaiting your arrival". I shake my head and bury it in his shoulders; I don't want to leave where I am, God has been so nice to me and my friends are here also, "I don't want to go to a place filled with strangers who keep staring at me like they expect me to do something". He smiles and ruffles my hair "You have to be on your way child, your new family is expecting you". He looks at me and says,"You're going to do very great things in your time, but you are going to be trouble. Be gone then, its time for your grand entrance."

Placing a kiss on his cheeks, I give him one last hug and I begin to float down as things begin to spin out of control. Next thing I know is i'm being pulled out by a pair of gloved hands, very gentle. A very cold breeze wafts by me and I let out this piercing scream. As I begin to kick and throw tantrums, a voice says "Welcome Little One". With my unfocused gaze, I look up at God who seems very far now; I try waving to him as he slowly disappears but I feel myself being placed in another set of arms. This one is soft, gentle and loving: warm as well. I turn and look into my mother's eyes for the very first time and she is the most beautiful person I've ever seen. With her hair scattered and teary eyes, sweaty brows and strained muscles, she still finds the prettiest smile to give me. 

Another face comes into view, this one is well structured but with tears as well. My father looks at me and says," We shall name you Tamar" and kisses my forehead. Enjoying the warm embrace of my mothers arms, I snuggle closer and begin to suckle with my eyes closed.

This is day one in the life of Tamar, as I have been called...

About CURTAIN CALL

This is a series I'm starting. It's titled CURTAIN CALL. In a nutshell, its about the everyday life of a young lady. You see the world through the eyes of this twenty-something year old, her crazy lifestyle and I hope it turns out to be some thing really nice and entertaining.

Also, I hope its a series that you all would find yourselves anticipating.

So wish me luck and happy reading.

Marie.