Wednesday, December 21, 2011
On being a Jew at Christmas......
I wanted to have Christmas so much that when I met and married my non-Jewish husband I went full on overboard. We had a tree. I decorated the house. I made all my own ornaments. I laid tinsel on one piece at a time just like you are supposed to. And got caught up in the shopping mania like everyone else. I was in heaven!
Of course, I still had a menorah on the table but it was surrounded by a holly bough and ribbons. I wasn’t kidding around!
For Christmas my kids received tons of gifts. We still lit the candles for Chanukah but it was really all about Christmas for gift giving.
After my divorce in the early 90’s I met my current husband who is a Jew and like my mother a firm believer that Jews do not celebrate Christmas. So I stopped. And I was fine with it. All of a sudden I didn’t have to shop. And I liked it. The pressure was off, just like that. Well, sort of.
Unfortunately my kids, of course, did not stop celebrating Christmas. How could I expect them to when they grew up with it. My daughter gets a huge tree every year and fills it with gifts and decorations for my grandson. She even has a nativity set. Ouch.
So this year, since I am not working and cannot afford to go crazy with gifts for my grandson, I decided to, yes that is correct, make an ornament. The other night I was perusing the internet to get ideas for making an ornament in polymer clay. Most of them looked pretty hokey though until I found this woman, Lynn Reno. She inspired me to make a steam punk ornament. I think my grandson will like it, don’t you?