Ho Ho Ho
As we write this, Hanukkah is winding down and Santa is getting ready to slide down the Chimney. Does it get any better than this?
I don’t know how the holiday season got so commercialized over the years, but it has, and that is something that each one of us has to deal with in our own way. As a child of the 50’s and 60’s, I was induced by TV ads and the bright lights on the homes in my NYC neighborhood where I began to believe that this is simply what you do around the holidays. That hint of Clark Griswold stayed with me as my children were growing up. In fact, I remember one year where my dear friend and neighbor in the Boston area actually hired an outside contractor to light up their house for the holidays. It looked more like Rockefeller Center than a sleepy rural community. It was nothing less than outstanding.
But then my almost adult children got home from college – and broke out the ladders. Before you knew it, there was a little touch of the Bronx at the end of the cul de sac on the suburban south shore of Boston. They were climbing, stapling and designing themselves a large gingerbread house out of our family home. It was a blast, and along with my neighbors stunning display, we were the gleeful beneficiaries of many a cul de sac cruise to show the kids all the lights that these old school Wacko’s had installed.
Today– no more college aged kids, but the lights remain. Each year I still pay tribute to my heritage and get a mini Griswold thing going. Only a few select trees get lit with nary a light on the house except for the lit wreath that hangs above our front porch. Some say the lights are about me bragging about the selection of trees and shrubs that I’ve planted and pruned over the past 20 years– but for me it is more.
It is about celebrating the end of another great year. Whether it is my family, friends, co-workers, clients, neighbors or the trees… Just being able to stand here and look at the lights gets my clock to stop just long enough to reflect about all the things that I value so much. Whether it is your granddaughter’s smile or the fire glowing in your living room– I hope that you too find the time and place to stop the clock to acknowledge and celebrate everything that makes you who you are.
Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. We are honored that you took the time to read this and even more honored to lead the team of professionals that matter in your life.
This article was written by John P. Napolitano