If you follow me and like me at all, please just read this for me. (I know, it's kind of long…)
Just saw a post that (in a nutshell) said, “what is the big deal with saying ‘Merry Christmas’ (or Happy Chanukkah, or Happy Kwanza) to everyone? You should just appreciate that someone is being nice and giving you a compliment.”
But please, if you can, take one second, just one, please, to consider this from another individuals mind.
(I have retyped the next paragraph 6 times already, because I’m already nervous someone will take it the wrong way, or say something cruel about it, or reblog it with a mean comment.)
It shows so much more that you care about someone (even a stranger), if you take just a moment to find out what holidays they do celebrate, and wish them well on that specific occasion. It is so much more meaningful.
In a similar way, it would mean nothing if something said “Happy Birthday!!! to me on December 3… my birthday is in July. December 3rd has no significant meaning to me at all, except I had a quiz today. Take the time to ask, “What holiday do you celebrate?!” And wish someone well on that. I promise you, the compliment will mean so, so much more.
Christmas commemorates the birth of Jesus Christ.
Chanukkah commemorates the rededication of the Temple in 165 BC by the Maccabees after its desecration by the Syrians.
Kwanzaa celebrates African heritage, unity, and culture.
I am constantly striving to gain knowledge about everything and anything I can, like a sponge. I know that I’m not even aware of how many religions people celebrate, nor do I think any are better than another (those supporting radical violence aside.
And I know that about 60% of Americans do celebrate Christmas, and that is a wonderful holiday that brings happiness to so many people. And I always wish my Christian friends Merry Christmas on December 25. But like many other days of the year, December 25th has no meaning for me personally, (except I know to plan for the shops to be closed), but I am proud to light a menorah for 8 nights and sing the blessings tonight, and it means so much to me when people do take 4 seconds and ask, “what holiday do you celebrate?” It can make all the difference.
my mom ordered two different pizzas from two different places cause she had coupons and they both got here at the same time so we had a pizza hut delivery guy and a dominos delivery guy both standing by our front door and the dominos guy looks at the pizza hut guy and proceeds to sing Why Can’t We Be Friends? while the pizza hut guy just glares at him
“She tucked herself
away in a corner,
quiet and foreign
to the crowd around her
and all that kept racing
through my head,
is that the best kind
of beauty is the
kind that is mostly
Your body is made of the same elements that lionesses are built from. Three quarters of you is the same kind of water that beats rocks to rubble, wears stones away. Your DNA translates into the same twenty amino acids that wolf genes code for. When you look in the mirror and feel weak, remember, the air you breathe in fuels forest fires capable of destroying everything they touch. On the days you feel ugly, remember: diamonds are only carbon. You are so much more.
“It was November—the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines. Anne roamed through the pineland alleys in the park and, as she said, let that great sweeping wind blow the fogs out of her soul.”—L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
you traveled to chicago got train tickets confused in the bottom of your bag, ate sandwiches and stared at the glare on the window. fiddled with your bottled water smoothed your skirt, tried to remember what you came for and what you were going for. don’t look at your notes, don’t breathe too shallow. take a nap and remember the face of the man waiting for you back home- his kind eyes, his quirked up lips.