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Martin Sanders III's avatar

My adult son who is now 30 lost his mother at this Holiday time 15 years ago. It happened at Thanksgiving. No Christmas spirit that year for sure. But the following year, neither he nor I were inclined. Neither of us is now. We have a loving relationship and reciprocally one of the most important figures in one another's lives. We don't have the trimmings and ersatz socializing we had those 16 years ago; however, what we do have is more precious and significant to me than any of that ever was. That is my perspective on it, and I enjoy it as it has evolved and come to be. Thank you, Clint, for giving me an opportunity for such reflection and introspection.

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Anton's avatar

I'm not sure when the change happened, but at some point maybe 15 -ish years ago I realized my excitement for the holidays was a result of being able to get off the treadmill. And there was a marked drop in the number of people dunning* me. I'd get a chance catch up on sleep, etc.

*Philosophical question: Can you still use the verb 'dun' if the peeple hassling you don't want money? I'm dunned for my energy, attention, and time.

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