To me Christmas has meant a lot of different things over the years. First, as the time Santa Claus came and I spent Christmas Eve and Christmas Day at my grandmother's house and getting tons of toys and gifts. Then it became the day Christ was born and the reason my religious faith was what it was and spending time getting gifts from my family. Then it became the time where I also got to give gives and when spending that time with my family gathered together was the best time of year. When marriage and children entered the picture it meant being Santa Claus, hosting the Christmas Eve and Christmas Day parties, cooking, drinking, celebrating, watching the joy on the faces of my children as they opened their presents, warmth and love.
As the kids got older and my brothers and sister and parents and I grew apart, it became the one holiday where the entire family always gathered together and spent time with each other, reminiscing upon older days and laughing and playing and sharing our love with each other as a very busy and large world seemed to pull us apart.
In all the commercialism and shopping and running around and gift wrapping and traveling and decorating and light hanging that can drive people to stress out and hate Christmas, I try, admittedly sometimes in vain, to remember that Christmas is a time to celebrate love. On Thanksgiving, here in the USA, we celebrate all that we have to be thankful for and give thanks to a high being, spirit, God or just to each other for everything we have and are. But at Christmas, I like to think, for me, it is a celebration of love. The love we have for our family, our friends, our home and our surroundings and our faith, whatever that may be.
I am no longer Roman Catholic or even religious though I do believe in a higher power, energy, being, etc. And as much as I don't believe much of the story of Jesus, I get that Christmas, to Christians, is the celebration of the love God had for his people that he thought enough to send his son to Earth to help us and that the day of the birth of that son is the day we celebrate that love of God for all of us. I try to emulate that celebration of love from God for all his children in my new beliefs of Christmas and why I look at Christmas as a celebration of love for all we are and all the people and things we are surrounded with and hold dear to ourselves.