November 23, 2007
I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas
Yes, I am in the mood for Christmas nostalgia. One of my favorite movies of all time is Irving Berlin's "White Christmas." When I was growing up, we watched this movie every single year during the Christmas season. I don't know why it became a family favorite, but it did, and we still try and watch it each year. A few years back I sent each of my brother's a video of the movie so that they would have their very own copy to watch with their families.
I am sitting here right now typing up this post and "White Christmas" is on TV on ABC Family channel. Danny Kaye and Vera Ellen are dancing with each other and singing "The Best Things Happen When You Are Dancing." No one writes songs like these anymore and no one dances this way.
It reminds me of a more gentle and romantic time and makes me long for snow covered villages, children singing Christmas carols and sleigh bells jingling. Those were the days when it was OK to greet one another with "Merry Christmas," to display the nativity on your lawn, and to share the Christmas message with friends and family without any fear of repercussion or intimidation. No one seemed to mind that the holiday was about the Christ child or that the reason we celebrate was to remember His precious gift of life eternal. No one seemed to be upset by crosses or shepherds or wise men. No one seemed upset by anything related to the season -- and those few who did -- reminded us of another holiday classic -- Dicken's Scrooge. No, it was OK to celebrate the real meaning of Christmas and to enjoy the entire season, sans commercialism and cynicism.
Oh how I miss those days and the warmth of the season: cookies baking, tree picking and trimming, snow crunching under boots, window shopping (real windows with Christmas displays), spending time with family, and simply remembering the reason we celebrate the season.