Christmas Wisdom

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Sometimes, wisdom comes late in life.

Submitted: December 25, 2017

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I’ve never considered myself a wise person, even though, others have told me that wisdom comes with age.  At 73 years old, I still don’t feel very wise.  But this year, I think I have learned something. 

I have a friend who was 87 and by all appearances looked very healthy.  He had renal poisoning, and everyone thought he’d die from it, but he didn’t.  Then a month or so later he was diagnosed to have kidney cancer.  He died December 16th of this year and the funeral was December 20th.  The family and friends gathered in the full church and presented an hour and a half of eulogies.  He was a remarkable man!  In the end, they asked him if he wanted whole blood to make him more comfortable, or if he wanted to start a regime of chemotherapy, but he refused.  “Give it to someone who needs it more than I do,” he said. 

My nephew had pancreatic cancer two years ago.  He finally said, “I can’t do this anymore, and he passed away in his own home at sixty-five.

Both of these men showed me wisdom.  “It doesn’t matter what other people think, say, or do, it is what we do or say that matters.

My wife and I don’t have a lot of money, but we decided to we wanted to get a big, flat, screen TV.  We agreed we’d forego gifts to each other and pool our money and buy this item.  It was great to see all the details on the screen that almost made me dizzy.

But, as Christmas approached, I thought of other Christmases, where I would hold up in the far bedroom, and wrap the gifts I bought at the last minute.  Last year, I wondered why I did this every year.  As the Christmas neared, I just had to wrap some gifts.  It was tradition, it was me!  I went out and bought some small gifts for my wife and instead of wrapping them on Christmas Eve; I got up early this Christmas Morning to wrap them.  I broke from tradition a little bit, but I realized something.  It doesn’t matter what others are doing at Christmas.  What matters is what we do and feel.  I will admit; I like the simplicity of this Christmas.  I felt no pressure to do anything.  What I did, I felt I wanted to with no pressure.  The gifts were small, only token gifts, but I felt good wrapping them. 

Will I go back to the old way of observing Christmas?  I don’t think so.  I like the feeling of this year. 

This year I’m going to reveal a secret to my wife.  Usually, after Christmas, I go off by myself and find an unfamiliar, quiet restaurant and have coffee with dessert, contemplating the New Year.  With the afterglow of Christmas still upon us, I’m going to invite her to go along.


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