Sunday, February 17, 2008
Family Day
If you are among the 60% not working on this our first time out as celebrants of the newly minted "holiday" you may be wondering how best to spend your bonus day or you might be commiserating with the 40% who will have to remain on the job. They are no doubt justifiably dealing with a myriad of feelings which range from envy to frustration when faced with what they consider to be pure and unadulterated preferential treatment. Now back to us, the MAJORITY. What to do with this extra day has become a hot topic and aside from those with child care difficulties the options are interesting to say the least. Museums are open as are outdoor sports facilities and there is always the public park for sledding which can easily be followed by hot chocolate at home so it seems there is something for everyone. The challenge will be how not to seek out those shopping opportunities because you might then be accused of being shallow and materialistic which is certainly far from the truth.... Many of us do not normally take enough time for ourselves and though the 'family' part in the holiday name might seem to be the antithesis of "selfish"we need to remember that we are after all part of a "family" and as such this day really can be pretty much about us. Assuming the children are now adults, what's to stop you from having a huge FAMILY dinner on the Sunday, and saving the actual holiday just for yourself? You can choose to sleep late, read, listen to jazz or go for a skate. Don't cook or clean but do feel bad for those who have Monday off every week because they have not been included in the 60/40 ratio of statistics. Have a great FAMILY DAY!!
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It has truly been a family holiday. Yesterday the clan met for the requisite feast to celebrate the passing of another milestone. A 'child' has entered the "old" zone, having survived three decades on this groaning orb. This relegated many within the number to "antiquities" status, a state never before imagined. The Bachanalian proportions devoured were legion. Only one slipped over the libatious boundary of propriety.
Despite the collection of teachers, post-secondary graduates, and post-grads who adorned the ceremonies, not one word was heard of students, beligerent parents, or the ivory tower bureaucrats; a true holiday, indeed. There was so much "You-saying" going on that Martin Buber himself would have been proud. Guests left affirmed and confident, well-fed and knowing that even if they weren't the centre of the universe they were still loved.
Today was spent remembering those who have gone on before us to find the light and rest that they so much deserved.
In their liberality, the present government has given me much for which to consider myself blessed: time to remember family and friends, old and new. I thank them for this extra opportunity to draw each knot tighter, to correct any flaws in the warp and woof of the fabric that has created our own distinct family tapestry.
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