“That’s it,” said Fay to her two kids. “We’re done for another year.”
Her two daughters looked sadly around the bare living room.
Fay saw that, and tried to think up ways to cheer them up. “Hey, soon it will be Valentine’s Day! We can decorate for that.” But there was a less than enthusiastic response from them.
“It’s not the same.” They left the room.
About six months later, July came.
“Can we do Christmas in July?” asked her eldest daughter.
Fay looked up from the screen and saw her two daughters standing there. They were holding some gifts they had gotten for Christmas last year. “Can’t see why not!” she replied, knowing that often stores had “Christmas in July” promotions happening, and that for a few weeks it was acceptable to have some Christmas decorations up. The southern hemisphere of the world also had their Christmas in July, so it made sense for the rest of the world to celebrate too.
Fay and her two daughters had fun that month. But it was more than shopping for a few small gifts, and putting up the tree, and decorating the living room again. It was all about being together, and putting in that effort to be together.
“Life can get busy,” Fay had explained to her daughters. “It’s not that I don’t want to be here but I have a responsibility to earn income so I can put a roof over our heads, and put food on the table, and whatever else you gals need.”
Her two daughters smiled at her. “We get it, Mom,” said her eldest. “I’m glad we set aside some time this month to be together. I’ll see my friends again in September.”
“Yes,” said the younger daughter. “It’s too bad we can’t celebrate Christmas every day.”
The family continued on with their meal, before cleaning up for the night.
It was now near the end of the month. Fay sadly removed the packing boxes from storage.
“My daughter is right, why can’t we just celebrate Christmas all year long?” she thought to herself. She looked down at all the boxes, before a lightbulb popped into her mind.
“Hey, daughters!” she called out. “Come and help me with these boxes! I have an idea!”
An hour later, and all three were standing by the recycling bins outside. The boxes had all been flattened and folded, and were in the plastic bins.
Her two daughters looked confusedly at Fay.
"We can celebrate Christmas every day. There’s nothing stopping us.”
Her two daughters looked at each other and smiled. The family had a big group hug together. And that was how peace, love, and happiness flowed throughout the world.