There are far too many wonderful performances of this, my best-loved of all Christmas carols, to truly pick a favorite, but I keep coming back to this moving presentation by the Kings College Choir.
Merry Christmas to all!!
classic for a reason — tcm remembers
Beautiful tributes to those we lost in the past two years whose contributions to the film industry are treasured by millions. Turner Classic Movies does this with class. I’ve included both 2015 and 2014; if you can make it through last year’s (2014) without a tear you’re a stronger person than I am.
strength from all sources — a year of blogging
This year, like the last several, I’ll be spending Christmas day alone. Well, I’ll be working in the morning, but by choice, once the work is done, I’ll go home and spend the rest of the day by myself.
Last year I spent part of Christmas starting this blog. You wouldn’t know it to look at my archives; that’s largely in part because anything worth reading that I posted early on I’ve since re-posted, or rather, moved to a more recent date.
But here’s the post that started it all. It was written after a brief moment of despair, and I’ve re-read it numerous times to remind myself of the strength I have within:
“December 25, 2014
“I’m not motivated by New Year’s Resolutions. No surprise there, most people aren’t. No surprise what does motivate me either: trying to impress someone important to me is always a big one. Problem is, that comes and goes. Here’s the reason that actually works: finally realizing my life is truly better and I’m going to attract better things when I do things the right way. And typically it has taken failure in my life, and some humiliation, to get to that realization.
“My friends say, oh, we each worry about those things a lot more than others do. After all, we have to live with our own failings, our stupidity, our repeated efforts to resolve what’s gone wrong with yet one more foolish gesture.
“Right now I’m faced with what seems to me to be huge failure brought on by circumstances I had no control over. Wisdom from others tells me to learn to control what I can and live with what I can’t, but what I can’t control has taken over and felled me. Now I need to stand up and return to where I was only a short time ago. But will I fall again? Probably. That which I do not control will always be with me, and I fear that those I care about will leave me.
“So I must do what I can to perhaps ward off the beast that follows me everywhere for longer than before. I must learn from this and pray I have another chance that will allow me to succeed. I weep at the thought I won’t, and realize I now have little control over that, but in and of itself there could stand a truth I need to learn. Truth that belies what I have held so dear for so long.
“I face difficult yet not insurmountable odds. I tell myself I can take advantage with hard work and fierce resolve, with fortitude and purpose. No trite quotes for me, but strength of mind and character prevail. This year was better than last. I can’t guarantee next year will be better than this, but I’m hopeful it will be.”
Happy Holidays, all my blogging friends, followers and those who I’ll get to know in this next year of blogging.
Image credits: (clock) © Jakub Krechowicz – Fotolia ; (calendar) © stillfx – Fotolia; background © Leksustuss — Dreamstime.
the strength of good words
Fresh out of college and packed for my dream job in Europe, I took a drive down to visit my great-aunt Vi.
I was caught off-guard by her enthusiasm for my continental venture. “I can’t believe I’m related to someone who’s doing something as exciting as this,” she exclaimed.
This from someone whose travels and life experience rivaled that of just about anyone I knew or have know since. I didn’t know what to say, but I felt so…significant.
(The dream job ended up being a nightmare, complete with monster. Oh well. A story for another time.)
A few years after that,
I was restless and bored one evening, and found myself, an established critic of soap operas, watching the Daytime Emmy Awards just to see if Susan Lucci would win Best Daytime Actress (this was a big question each year back in the 90s).
I don’t recall if she did or not – probably not – but I clearly remember that year’s Lifetime Achievement Award went to a man I, along with everyone I grew up with, had spent years mocking: Fred Rogers, of Mr. Rogers Neighborhood fame. I changed my mind about him after hearing his speech that evening. He spoke of his own childhood, and how his grandfather, upon seeing young Fred, would always stop what he was doing to tell his grandson his day was good because he was in it.
Those are good words. They reminded me of my great-aunt Vi, who had since passed away.
Even as I write this, there’s an internal rebuke:
I’ve dished out passive-aggressive criticism to two people already in this short piece, Susan Lucci and Fred Rogers. I’ve never met either of them, and never will (Fred Rogers passed away in 2003), but each has a long-established reputation of kindness and decency.
Who am I to mock others, no matter how lightly, just because it’s the popular thing to do? Simply reporting the truth is one thing, but the intent or manner with which it’s said is another. Look at how I talked about Ms. Lucci a few paragraphs back. It was true, but it really wasn’t very nice.
The first words anyone should hear me say about another person should be the best words. Realistically, I’m not going to speak well of everyone in my life all the time, but I want people to know who I am and where my heart is, and I want my heart to be in the right place. That place should be respectful and non-judgmental.
I want people to know me for my good words. I want to be remembered for making other people feel significant. And I want it noted both Susan Lucci and Fred Rogers deserve kudos for far more than just their talent and hard work. I’m a fan of them both.
how to effectively waste your time, part two
Too much time on your hands? Here are some suggestions for wasting it:
Tell a five-year-old what not to say at the family Christmas gathering.
Well, it’s a fine passive-aggressive way to get your point across, or an option for some mean-spirited fun.
Debate “over-the-top” or “under-the-bottom” with regard to toilet paper.
If you must, be sure to quote reputable sources, even if you have to make them up.
Learn how to make your own cola.
I have never, ever heard anybody say homemade is better than the real thing. And I did my research (speaking of a waste of time).
Make a dress (or shirt) that’s a size too small as incentive to lose weight.
Not fair buying it. This is how to waste your time, not how to waste your money.
Binge-watch “Family Feud.”
You cannot possibly justify this one.
And last but not least…
Make New Year’s Resolutions.
If I need to explain, congratulations.
Image Credits: (cola bottle, sewing machine, tv set) © GraphicStock. (toilet paper) © owattaphotos — Fotolia; (clock) © niroworld – Fotolia
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