I love Christmas. I love the lights and the decorations, the music and the special holiday events, the baking and the wrapping, the excitement and the anticipation. And most of all, I love the feeling of hope and goodwill that permeates the very air around us, the heightened expression of love and kindness to each other and the renewed commitment to have more compassion in our hearts.
But my relationship to Christmas is conflicted. As much as I love it, it also makes me sad.