Editorial: A Christmas Wish for you

Trent Ernst, Editor

A bit of housekeeping right off the top here. The Tumbler Ridge News publishes every Tuesday. If you were to take a look at your calendar, you’d see that next Tuesday is Christmas Day, and exactly one week later it is New Year’s Day.

As you would probably expect, nobody is real interested in distributing the papers on Christmas, and I suspect that you’re not really that interested in getting one, either. We’ve decided to bail completely on that issue. Merry Christmas, everyone.

While there won’t be an issue New Year’s day, we will be printing and distributing one that week. But if you can’t go that long without your latest news, do check the website. No promises, but if there’s any major breaking news that happens during the Christmas break, we might get something up there. We might not; it just depends on how major the news is and how keen I’m feeling….

Basically, what I’m trying to say here is this is the last editorial of the year, and I don’t really know what to say. Or rather, there’s lots to say, but I doubt it would all fit into the allotted space.

I did want to wish everyone a happy end of the year, no matter how you celebrate it. I’ve already seen more turkey this month than the entire rest of the year, and there are still a number of gatherings yet to happen, including, of course, the day of.

I like the Christmas season, you might have noticed. It is a chance to step back from the rush and the crush of the day-to-day and to take time focusing on what’s really important. Even the staff Christmas parties allow us to set aside our metaphorical pick axes and spend time with one another as colleagues, as friends.

Christmas is a time to spend together as family, too. A chance to spend time with the most important people in your lives. As always, my mom, who just lives in Fort St. John but whom I only see a few times a year, will be coming to town and bringing with her some of her famous brown sugar fudge.

As I’ve gotten older, the amount of stuff I want has gotten less. No, that’s a lie. The stuff I want has become more expensive, and I really doubt she’s going to wrap up a new Honda Ridgeline to put under the tree for me. And that’s not her concern anyway.

So rather than ask for knick knacks I don’t need, I ask for fudge. Because nothing says Christmas for me more than four pounds of brown sugar melted down with butter and mixed with some vanilla. (And no nuts. Whoever decided nuts were a good addition to fudge needs to be dipped in boiling brown sugar a few times.)

Even more important, every time I receive a can of that sugary confection, I am reminded that she loves me, and not that she is trying to kill me with an overdose of sugar, but because she took the time to make this for me, because she knows how much I love the fudge (she’s been making it for Christmas since before I can remember), and what makes me happy makes her happy.

And if you’re going to participate in this whole gift-giving thing, that’s an important shift in thinking that will hopefully turn Christmas from what so many people experience (the panic, the cost, the sheer psychotic-ness of the season) and into something a little truer to the heart of what Christmas is about.

In the Christian tradition we say that God so loved the world that he sent his only son. We celebrate that gift of love, given at Christmas, with our own gifts of love. But if we start giving out of obligation or expectation, we start to lose the love. But if we give out of love, then there is no longer any obligation. It is not something we have to do, it is something we want to do.

So that’s my hope for you this Christmas. That what you do, you do out of love, for family, for friends, and that you find love in return. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from all of us here.