Thinking about Christmas Eve 2 years ago in Gaza.
Gaza is predominantly a Muslim community. There’s a Mosque on nearly every corner, a room to pray in almost every public and private building, and the call to prayer is heard several times during the day.
Honestly, I was going to write-off Christmas this year because I haven’t seen a church in my 3 months here.
One part of the holidays I do NOT miss is the consumer gluttony that turns normal Americans into crazy nuts at this time of year. I don’t miss the flurry of TV ads trying to lure people into stores. I don’t miss the Santa hoopla.
However, I DO miss making fudge and Christmas cookies and pumpkin bread for family and friends. I miss putting out the luminaries along the street and walking to Old Town to see the festivities there. I miss the smell of pinon burning and cheerful greetings. I miss my family!
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