Yesterday, I was watching the George C. Scott version of “A Christmas Carol”, and it occurred to me how easy it would be, in our day and time, for people to become a Scrooge of the modern age. Cries of “Are there no prisons?” “Are there no workhouses?” comes to mind in a strictly modern interpretation of a world filled with an uncertain Ghost of Christmas Future.
I’ve no doubt but that most of us can remember the “twinkling of an eye”, and Currier & Ives-type scenes of sleigh bells dancing in the in the snow. These were easier, more relaxed times, when sugar plums were the least of our worries.
We laughed and sang Christmas Carols that are no longer remembered today, and coveted the last cup of nutmeg eggnog, whiskeyed or not. The innocence of babes that only you knew would disappear shortly lingered in the air as sugar cookies were left for Santa by the anticipation of little feet as they ran up to bed.
While this may not be our reality today, most of us now aging and discouraged will remember what it was like to hold the Christmas Spirits in our hearts. Christmas will always be a time of joy and remembrance of the good that man does.
I wish all of my readers and clients the joy and happiness of a Christmas Carol. May you always remember the good you are worthy of.
