I like to keep Christ in Christmas. Years and years ago, I wrote Xmas and my mother told me that it is important to write Christ not X.
I now understand what she means. This society and this government seems to hate and mock those who honor or believe in Christ. I may not believe with various religions but I make no attempts to silence those religions nor do I try to force Muslims or Jews to engage in activities that are against their beliefs.
This year Mr. A and I hosted Christmas. It was fun. Our guests left after 11 pm, so I think most everyone had a good time. Our first guests arrived at 3:30 pm. It was a loooong day. The kids were up at 5 am anxious to open their gifts.
When the kids heads hit their pillows, they fell asleep. The kids loved being hosts. TR loves guests. She set the tables on own initiative. She knew how to arrange everything.
QT is on the reserved side but once he warmed up, he had fun, doing what he does.
This weekend we attended a dinner party. We only knew one couple but we had fun. The dinner party hosts live within walking distance to us.
I am beginning to realize how very very small the bay area is. We went to a Christmas eve party at my brother's home and we discovered that my brother went to school with the head coach at the school Mr. A coaches at. We know the coach because his wife is my Sorority sister and she grew up with my paternal relatives. We attended their wedding.
At that party Mr A pointed out a couple of teen boys who attended the private school. I looked at the boys and realized they were my cousins. Their mother was not there, so I hadn't given any attention to them. I have not seen them since we've been living in L.A. and they were small back then.
At the dinner party, we discovered that my former business partners boyfriend went to this same private school. I have known him since '98 and never knew that. There were others there who also
attended the same few schools.
Sometimes I look at fb or linked in and reaLize how tiny circles are. This Christmas season was a reminder of how tiny circles truly are. I lived in L.A. so long and I sort of forgot how small the world is. We also mingled more with non-blacks in L.A. and transpants. Now that we are back in a city
with blacks, the connections return.
I think if you are black, no matter your region, there are only 3 degrees of separation between you and a black person from any region.