I have finally come to understand the true meaning of Christmas and the joyous celebration this season represents.
Every New Year’s Eve we had a celebration that rivaled that of any neighbor. My mother’s handmade doughnuts and Chex-Mix party mix were the talk of every kid in town.
When our commune was first established the founding elders agreed that there would be no recognition or celebration of holidays based in Pagan tradition. That included Christmas. My father referred to Christmas as a “filthy Pagan ritual” and refused to expose his children to its customs. As a child I was far too young to … Continue reading Christmas in the Commune