Having to live on the other side, it gets old seriously. Not from individuals saying merry christmas per say, they can't look at me and tell I'm not, but from those that do presume that every other person on the planet is christian, I say...Shalom!
Shalom means all these things: Completeness, wholeness, health, peace, welfare, safety, soundness, tranquility, prosperity, perfectness, fullness, rest, harmony, the absence of agitation or discord. I'm bound to hit something for someone in all that.
My only gripe is with those that try to force my kids to celebrate or act surprised that a Jew has no clue what Jesus is suppose to mean to them. Seeing as how he's not a huge part of our religion my kids are a bit perplexed sometimes as to how they pee'd someone off without trying.
I also dislike christmas music at halloween and every day until the 'big' day, gift wrap at thanksgiving, people giving my kids candy canes with the express purpose of shoving the thoughts of his dying for their sins explained either verbally or with that cute little card tied on. Or people saying in a shocked voice in front of my kids...you don't put up a treeeee? Like *that* is the reason to celebrate or that by not I'm depriving my children of something.
I'm not real fond of getting christmas cards with christian themes or santa on them either. I won't display them and it upsets people. I accept the cards, but it is *my* home and I don't believe the same so why put them up? I never give cards either. We choose to celebrate two very different holidays in two very different ways. I never understood the reasonings behind a slip of a card only on a holiday, mostly to people you never speak to otherwise.
So I do understand some of the frustrations. To those of us who are not christian, it does feel like it is being shoved down our throats, by others, sometimes even those you know and love and stores. When was the last time you had to listen to the dreidel song 50 times in one week just to go buy toilet paper or food? (I say know and love because my aunt insist on sending me those fwd emails...you know...jesus died for you, prove you are this and such and send them on)
Vent over
I just spent 2.5 hours listening to Christmas music while out buying cleaning supplies, art supplies and even in the book store.
Now this comes from my 85 year old grandmother, so take it in the spirit in which it is meant...funny. She hasn't a mean bone in her body...but after all this today she said "What, are they afraid people are going to forget why they are here shopping?" To all the music that is
