Under the Christmas tree
One kiss, two kisses, three kisses. Please don't think I am "kiss-hungry" person. I am definitely I am not.
No, it's just we are in the festive season, its Christmas, time to be merry and goodwill to all men. It’s a season to be happy and turn swords into plowshares.
The Christmas tree is a very important symbol of the festivities, some though are small, many are brightly lit and there are lots of goodies at the bottom.
There are lots of presents, neatly wrapped in delightful, colorful paper, always standing out. And then there is the Christmas stockings filled with assortments, not of course to mention the hampers.
I have fond memories of Christmas when I celebrated it with the people I was staying with. Father Christmas was always the mythical character, being totally believed by his presence almost everywhere in this festive season. His brightly lit red suit and white curls and beard, is a reminder of Christmas, with him riding carriage and pulled by his rain deer. Christmas is always associated with the cold and the snow.
But there is much more for loved ones and friends, preparations for the large turkey and stuffing dinner, and the stock up on favorites like chestnuts, peanuts, dates, cookies, mince and apple pies and of course the drinks.
Aside from the religious aspects Christmas has always had a cultural, social flavor to it where everyone meeting and shake hands, forgetting the ill will nearly everybody is guilty off and looking forward to a New Year full of resolutions.
The mistletoe is part of the decorations. Invariably, and unless I am wrong, its hung just below the threshold of one's door. So whoever enters, gets a kiss, a bit of fun really.
Maybe that is the theory, for in all years of standing at the threshold I was never kissed or nobody came to kiss me!
I often heard it say Christmas is for family. Sons and daughters, mothers and fathers come together, they spend the day in each other's company, they invite friends, especially the ones who don't have relatives.
Christmas is not the time to spend it alone, yet many do, and thus this occasion should be used as a reminder there are many, many people who are less fortunate than we are, and we should think of them.