Sunday, December 18, 2011
I haven’t been caroling door-to-door since I was a little kid, and I have such a vague sense of the occasion, it may not be a real memory. I’ve caroled as part of organized events at nursing homes, and homebound church members’ homes, but until tonight, I'd never walked through a neighborhood ringing doorbells (of houses with visible Christmas decorations) and singing. We joined the family of one of Cal’s classmates and some of their friends in caroling throughout their neighborhood. I was surprised to find the experience really moved me. Putting it out there – joy to the world! Looking strangers in the eye and wishing them a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Families came outside to stand on their porches and listen and sing along, many of them with babes in arms. On one street we encountered a large apartment building; we stood across the street and started singing, and one window after another opened. I must say, the spirit of Christmas seemed more real, more palpable in that hour than at any other point I can remember.