I was born as a contradiction.
I was born on Christmas Day, and I’m Jewish.
It’s my fun fact, always. It’s a conversation starter, especially when I’m purchasing alcohol or at the bank. I always get an, “Oh my gosh! A Christmas baby! I have to ask, do you love it or do you hate it???” To which I always respond, “I’ve never known anything different, so I guess I love it.” And I then always get a, “What a positive outlook!” back.
Take me out for a drink and I’ll show you the routine. It’s comical at this point, the same conversation over and over and over. Sometimes I switch out my answer if I’m feeling like my day is too monotonous.
In the hospital I was born in, they put all the Christmas babies in a stocking instead of a baby blanket. However, to make the contradiction of being Jewish in the first place even more comical, I was too fat of a baby to fit in the stocking. And this, my readers and friends, is the foundation of life upon which I was born. An ironic and ever-evolving contradiction
Anyway, I was scrolling through the never-ending black hole that is the internet and I realized how much I’m living for the holiday spirit this year. It’s something that I think we all deserve, and, quite honestly, need this year more than ever. We need the undoubtedly happy and cheery season. We need warm snuggles and hot chocolate. We need homemade cookies and beanies with oversized pom poms. We need our friends and families. We need the spirit.
So, even though I’m a Jewish girl that was born on Christmas, I can find solace in the Christmas cheer. I love that it’s bringing us together, especially during a year that has kept us apart. I don’t know about you, but I’m happy to already see Christmas trees lit up on my drive home from work and businesses bustling with people shopping a little early. It’s bringing me joy, and I hope you feel it in the air too.
So, from me to you, happy holidays just a tad bit early ;)
xox
Chloe