What Christmas Means to Me

Verna Hendrickson
At the age of 56, divorced and living alone I find Christmas to be different for

me compared to the years of the past. It still is festive and exciting for me to think

gift giving as the gifts for Christ were offered to denote honor for someone with

a prominent position in this workl. My gift giving is not a task but a pleasure to

honor those that I love. I strive to please the people I give to with something I know

will please them; not giving for givings' sake.

I am tired of hearing the same old songs over and over again to be sung during

the holiday season and would like to hear new innovative songs for the occasion.

The Christmas tree with green and red and all sorts of colors, shapes and lights

denotes diversity and expression of ones' own taste and idea of beauty.

I haven't seen a Christmas tree that I didn't like. The mood of positivety fills me

inside when I see a tree hand decorated and imagination in force.

The parade with Santa as the main character makes me think of paganism and

loss of the true meaning of Christmas and I feel it is warped way for children to

learn what Christmas really means and children are only interested in what they

get for Christmas not thinking of Christ unless the parents instruct them differently

which I feel isn't the general case.

Smiles and wishing of Christmas being Merry is fun for me because the average

person will say it without giving thought that they don't even know you and will offer thier

best wishes from the prospective of what they think is merry.

Living to give is denying oneself of one's own interest and putting someone else at the top

of the list; a sacrifice of allowing a free spirit to be.

I think Christmas is WONDERFUL.

Christmas for me is something I'm glad is over because I hope to live up to the expectation to please

but don't hold my breath to see if someone is pleased with what I've bought them. It only gives

me the idea of the attitude of the person I give to.

My true friends will be happy that I've thought of them and accept a present graciously.

Merriment, gratitude, pleasure, sharing, giving of own's pocket money, seeing the

brilliant colors and tasting the sweet candies of the holiday makes me HAPPY!

Published by Verna Hendrickson

I was born a twin and my twin's name is Vincent. We were raised in 6 foster homes until we were adopted. I suffer from bi-polar disorder and have been on medication for 30 years. I have two children, Kris...  View profile

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  • Shirley Mandel12/30/2008

    A very thought provocting poem. Keep up the good work Verna!

  • Susan Anderson12/26/2008

    Touching work!

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