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Go ahead, make my Christmas day

By Su Delisi

Merry Christmas! There. I said it. Now, before any touchy-feely, overly sensitive people tell me how politically incorrect I am, give me a chance to explain.

I am not a mind reader and I donā€™t have a crystal ball. So, unless you have whatever you celebrate tattooed on your forehead, I really canā€™t tell whether itā€™s OK or not to wish you a Merry Christmas. Is it really that upsetting to you if I do? What about the rest of the year?

Hereā€™s how part of my year goes:

Total strangers have no problem wishing me a Happy Motherā€™s Day. Well, guess what? Due to some health reasons, I was never able to give birth. This doesnā€™t mean I was never pregnant. It means I couldnā€™t carry a child full term and lost them. Does it bother me when someone innocently wishes me a Happy Motherā€™s Day? Sure it does. Am I alone? Of course not. There are many women who were unable to join the ranks of motherhood. Should we all band together and start a movement to abolish wishing someone a Happy Motherā€™s Day? Should we march and protest? Should we make t-shirts and bumper stickers with our demands on them?

So what do I do about it? Iā€™ll tell ya what I do about it. When someone wishes me Happy Motherā€™s Day, I graciously smile and say, ā€œThank you.ā€ I take their wishes, the way they were intended, and without skipping a beat, I go about my day.

I seriously doubt any well-wishers singled me out and meant anything malicious. More likely, they were honestly hoping Iā€™d have a better day. Thereā€™s something wrong with that?

What about Valentineā€™s Day? I wasnā€™t always married to the greatest guy on Earth. Iā€™ve been alone on Valentineā€™s Day before. I know what itā€™s like to sit around by myself, in my granny underwear and fuzzy slippers, and watch no end of ā€œbuy her a diamond to show her how much you love herā€ commercials. Was I insulted? Heck no!

To this day (to his great delight), I wonā€™t accept presents from my husband when the calendar says he should buy me something. Somehow, a calendar dictating when he should buy me a gift doesnā€™t seem sincere to me. I always tell him to buy me something because itā€™s Monday. Or better yet – just tell me where I can buy the chocolates. You can keep the heart-shaped box.

And what about St. Patrickā€™s Day? My name is Su Delisi. Does that sound Irish to you? Who cares! Wish me a Happy St. Pattyā€™s Day, and letā€™s go drink some green beer together!

So, if youā€™ll take it in the spirit in which it is intended…Merry Christmas!





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