December 27, 2013

On The Rebound: Another Christmas passed is another Christmas past

By Mitch Howard
Sports Writer

LAUREL COUNTY, Ky. — Every year Christmas is a little different. Sometimes in good ways and sometimes in ways that make you feel old and nostalgic.

My girls have grown beyond the Barbie Dolls and the toys assembled by Santa Claus Christmas Eve. The extra sleep is nice, but any magic that you lose makes the world a little less of a wonder.

The children’s wish list this year included the usual laptops, video games, and a bow. A little less typical was a Keurig coffee maker, Ninja blender, and a thermos. These were treated with the same zeal that was once reserved for Cabbage Patch Dolls and rocking horses.

I once thought the definition of catastrophe was a room full of those blasted Polly Pockets. Tiny shoes and itty bitty purses would turn up for years. Now I kind of miss old Polly. And a new definition of disaster involves a Ninja blender with ice cream and Hershey’s syrup. At 6 p.m. Christmas day I was cruising London looking for ice cream and milk shake fixings. The only places open were a few gas stations. Not the ideal places unless you want to make a beef jerky smoothie.

The most memorable present I received this year came from my children. It is a gold medal that says “40 something and still sexy.”  I am amused by it much more than I am disturbed. It really does say some nice things on the inscription including that my family and friends adore me and I am attractive and extremely sexy. I will humbly accept it even if no one agrees with it. Once an award is given it cannot be taken back. Just ask Heisman winner O.J. Simpson.

Now as I tread over the ripped wrapping paper and mangled bows, I hope I have done a good job making Christmas special and still made sure the holiday is celebrated for the right reason.  Soon enough the Christmas list will include cars. The guest list might include boyfriends, but not if I can help it. I won’t get any more medals from the children. Instead I will ask them not to spend anything on me but to spend it on their selves. No wait, I told them that this year.

I guess the common thread is that I do not remember what I have received year to year. I remember the people I have spent Christmases with and the people I can no longer touch for whatever reason. If Jesus is the reason for the season then love is the gift that each of us has to give when we have nothing else. There should be plenty of that to go around.

Farewell 2013 and bring on 2014. May we all keep magic and wonder in our lives for another year.