D and I grew up, as they say, "in the church." I was even more involved than she was, but we both bear the scars. We have also drifted far, far away from that institution. The arguments that I have with "the church" (and, yes, I realize that that's a hopelessly large group) are many and varied. They extend from the intellectual to the political to the environmental. And so on.
Mostly, I (we) simply ignore this stuff. We get some comments from my family but, generally, we get along without the church. And then come the winter holidays. Oy. For example, my mom wants to have a discussion about my "spiritual life." This is not going to go well (I think I've mentioned this in earlier posts). On the other side of things, D particularly likes decorating for the holidays and enjoys all the trappings. I find that certain parts of that can be, can feel, coercive. So we don't have angels on the tree or a bright star on top of it. We certainly don't have nativity scene. Or, rather, we didn't. And then we found this:
Here's the same thing, but, like, really close to you:
Feliz Navidad, indeed.
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