The Smith's Christmas Card

The Smith’s Christmas card just arrived. The Reilly Family meticulously written with the help of a calligraphy pen (no Avery printed label affixed to their envelope).   I turn it over and upon close examination find the return address has the same handwritten script lettering. 

The card is simple, adored with a winter scene.  Our full names again, neatly printed inside ~ To Christine, Ken and Family, followed by a short, Merry Christmas! message.  “We certainly must be very special… to receive such a lovely card from The Smith’s.” 

But every year, when the card comes in the mail - I am completely flabbergasted.  You see I have little to no remembrance of The Smith’s.  Somewhere down the line, our lives intersected and we were added to their Christmas Card List.   I would venture to say we have received a personalized card for the past 15 years.  I can’t help but imagine Mrs. Smith smiling with memories of us, as she puts the stamp on the envelope of their card.  I envision The Smith’s getting to our name on their list - excited to reach out with some holiday wishes.  “From our Home – To Your Home.”  But without fail their sentiments go unanswered - as I have never mailed a card back. (Remember, I barely have the faintest recollection of who they are).

This brings up an ongoing debate between Ken & myself.  It has to do with our Christmas Card List.  Every year new friends and extended family members earn a place on our list as a testament to the relationships we hold dear.  Now comes the point of contention… when are families removed from the list?   

Ken holds firm to the Smiths’ notion of Never!  On the other hand, I believe in the ebb and flow of life…. There are certain people who cross your path for a period of time.  Usually for a reason – and exit as swiftly as they arrived.   In my mind, it is fitting that after a few years with no interaction – the name gets axed from the List.  (Yes, I’ve been told “Harsh” is my middle name).

But this year, the Smith’s Christmas card has me thinking differently….

Some of the beauty of the season is recalling Christmas’s past – evoking memories – remembering people on the journey – extending love and good cheer.  Maybe, just maybe the Smith’s have it right! Once a family’s name is included on your Christmas List – it should remain there forever.   The passing of time never diminishing the important moment that family won a place on your sacred list.

Memories and thoughts age, just as people do.

But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.

I hear Ken snickering after reading this story, knowing he has finally won the argument. “Hey,” he asks, “Did it taste like vinegar the whole time you were writing these words?” ...  He has always been one to gloat!

Love, The Reilly's