Few family holiday stories begin: “Not all marriages go smoothly all theBe A Buddy Not A Bully Quilt .” But this was the case, many years ago, for a certain 40-year-old father in Northern California. He had three children, all younger than 5. The family home was in the middle of a seemingly endless remodeling project. (Picture a roofless second floor, patchwork of flapping tarps, constant drumming rain.) It was all too much for his sleep-deprived 37-year-old wife; weeping, in the minivan, in the rain, she called him one morning and said she was filing for divorce. As fate would have it, the call came in mid-November. That’s a classic divorce time clock for you. (I know: I am an ex.) Adult hearts break into pieces, then the major holidays roll in, one after the other, in a slow-moving emotional tsunami. This dad, however, had the wonderful luck to have a younger sister — me. At this time, I had a 1-year-old daughter and was hugely pregnant with another. (There are a lot of small children in this story.) I was bursting with strawberry-banana Danimals and “You go, girl!” hormones. My traveling musician husband had blessed uprooting myself temporarily from our comfortable-if-comparatively-squalid Van Nuys neighborhood (El Pollo Locos, discount tire stores, pawn shops). In a jingly Christmas sweater, I threw suitcases in the car and barreled north to pull off the Yuletide miracle of cheering up a very sad brother.
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As part of theBe A Buddy Not A Bully Quilt came to it’s end at midwinter solstice when there was a special feast at which all the children of Saturn, meaning statues of the Gods with consorts, was placed at a dinner table and candles were lit in the waiting of the Sun to come back. The sun is at it’s lowest for three days, enough to make anyone unfamiliar with astronomy a bit worried. On the night between December 24–25 the earth had moved so that the Sun rose a tiny bit earlier in the morning and reached a bit higher on the heaven at noon. The circle of life was closed which was celebrated as the rebirth of the Sun. Also this feast was an octave, and it’s ending marked the new administrative year when consuls, tribunes, etc. was sworn into office on January 1. In religion this was the first day of the month of the two faced god Janus. Celebrations was appointed to Vejovis or the “child Jupiter/Apollo”, representing god health and a statement of a new beginning and possibilities. Interestingly enough january 1 in Catholicism is the day of Annunciation of the divinity of the baby Jesus to Mary.
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I’ve never been particularly a ‘Christmassy’ person but now, as I’m getting older, I find myself becoming aBe A Buddy Not A Bully Quilt nostalgic, lol. Below is a post I wrote about my nicest Christmasses in the 60’s and 70’s. My first Christmas memories were about age 3-4. I was so excited by the prospect of Santa’s arrival, I was bouncing off the walls. My mum had to sleep in the same room for the night to keep me from waking up everyone else. She had a radio by the bedside and on it there came ‘reports’ every hour of how Santa’s sleigh had been spotting flying over various parts of the world. Eventually I wore myself out and fell asleep. I was convinced the next day I had heard hoofs on the roof in the small hours…