This was about the time when we started planning our Christmas. There was no doubt in Norma’s mind that she wanted to celebrate Christmas with our children this year. Since both of them are actively involved in moving the US economy up, our family Christmas celebration will have to take place in the US.
The idea of flying to the US for Christmas–actually, not Christmas: you are supposed to call it “holidays”–did not work for me. The politically correct DC Aristocrats want to change not only the Beginning, but they also want to change my life and beliefs. Since the ruling classes ignore the Gift of Christmas and encourage the retail industry to turn Christmas into a sales bonanza, I suggest they move the date into some of the warmer seasons–a thought that probably does not occur to the US rulers, since they have the privilege of selecting among their various homes and locations where to spend whatever they call the holiday!
Yes, I decided to stay in Panama and I am very thankful to my wife for supporting me in this. I feel very privileged to spend Christmas in Panama. It’s not just avoiding inclement (read COLD) weather in Colorado, but more importantly that Panama celebrates Christmas and calls it Christmas. The schools celebrate Christmas and not “Holidays” and the students are happy to have parties that include friends, teachers and parents. There are public places in the country showing the most beautiful nativity scenes. In fact, the newspapers publish a list of the most spectacular nativity scenes in the country. One of the major routes through Panama City along the Pacific Ocean was closed to traffic for 5 days for Christmas parades and Christmas celebrations! It is a very healthy atmosphere all around: friendly people laughing and welcoming.
It is not the turkey dinner or having more packages than the neighbor under an expensive tree. It is the kindness and friendliness among the people meeting at a neighborhood party or shopping at the mall or attending a Christmas service. Open and happy. No anti-family or anti-faith organizations waiting for an opportunity to drive people further and further away from truth and happiness.
Duke (our Beagle) and I will enjoy the wonderful beaches in front of our home on the Pacific Ocean. There are certainly no billboards and no “Happy Holidays” wishes. There are, however–in addition to the beauty of this country–signs and sounds of people celebrating Christmas.
I hope that right now you are in one of your favorite places, together with your favorite people, and celebrating your favorite event of the year without being told what it has to be called.
Merry Christmas from Beautiful Panama!