The holidays are upon us again along with the need, desire and, all-too-often, obligation to purchase gifts. For many of us, funds are limited and the pressure to spend despite that fact can feel like a pile of bricks sitting on your chest. Don’t get me wrong. I love Christmas. I always buy an 8-ft tree and every year for the last 15 or so I’ve had a big tree-trimming party to kick off the season. I have hundreds of decorations that I’ve collected over the years. As I carefully unwrap each ornament to hang on the tree it’s like greeting an old friend, and I’m sure I break every fire code in the county with the number of lights I put on, but I do love a big, bright tree. By the end of the evening, our wine-and-food saturated group can be proud of their handiwork and, as the tallest person in the room gets to put the star on the very top, the round of rowdy applause can probably be heard throughout our little valley.
This year I realized that I would not be able to afford my party, nor the 8-foot tree. I sent out an e-mail to all my friends, explaining that the Grinch had put the kibosh on any notion of our traditional gathering. It was hard to do and embarrassing to have to admit to everyone how tapped out I was. However, it would seem that my friends had other ideas and I was soon to find out that e-mails had flown around the group like Santa’s sleigh. All arrangements for the party were being taken care of, the food, the wine, even the purchase of the tree. The date was decided and I was informed that I’d better be dressed for it because the party was on and they were showing up.
It’s often said that there are some things money can’t buy. The gift of true friendship is one of them. I am overwhelmed by their love and generosity.
And this year, the Grinch can just kiss my ass…
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