The Child in Us

When we put “Christmas” in Google we will find 498,000 results, nearly half a million. That’s not really surprising. Of course most of the results are about advertising, are commercials. Still, there are thousands and thousands of results about the meaning, the tradition, the history of this very holiday - Christmas is THE event of the year. To many of us Christmas is a time for children. Bringing back memories, making us feel like we used to feel: once again we ARE little boys, we ARE little girls with eyes and mouths opened wide, breathless starring, exited- with red cheeks and ears. With glistening in our eyes. We get lost in the miracle, the spirit of this very days. But what exactly is it that makes us feel like a child again, what is it that makes us sing Christmas carols in the street, bake cookies, decorate the house, get a Christmas tree, put on a candles? It is the time when we rediscover the child in us. The child that is hidden during the rest of the year. Once we’re an adult, curiosity, naivety and playfulness are gone. But- most of all: innocence. If we could see ourselves as a beloved child again, we might remember our innocence. This is our chance to leave everything behind us, to make a brand new start. It’s got nothing to do with buying things, buying Christmas- but to live it. Live it as a child. Once a year we- even as an adult- are allowed to- welcome to- behave, to act and to feel like a child. To exhale what bothers us and to inhale what cheers us to be reborn again. A brand new start. Being innocent again. Like our children. It’s our children that will live our future, our dreams. And the present to us, the grownups, is to share their behavior, their spirit.