One of the nicest, most Christmas-worthy events I have been to over the last too-many years happened at a title company Christmas party a year ago... Christmas of 2007. I know both Christmas and New Years, and even the Eastern Orthodox celebration (January 6th) have all passed, but this memory just came bouncing into my head just now... and I wanted to share it.
I usually do not attend functions like these... much too boring. And... ha ha... the last place I would want to be around Christmas is surrounded by a building crammed-full of other Realtors. Perhaps they feel the same about me. Who knows.
Anyhow... at this "gathering"... there she was. Over in the corner... almost behind a little Christmas tree the title company had set up. She was a young woman... and she was playing the harp. As I listened... it was clear to me. She was just excellent. I was totally mystified. I was entranced. I somehow managed to find a chair fairly close to her, and just plunked myself down, and was just amazed. This is where I spent the entire ninety minutes or so I was at this gathering.
I just sat there... and occasionally a memory of happier times came back to me. Some were of my daughter at Christmases... many years ago. Some were of my own childhood... back when I had family. And some were from the few times when I could actually feel the love and caring of the season.
Back to this "gathering." When I sensed the harpist was about to take another break... I figured it was a good time for me to leave. I also wanted to make sure I told her how absolutely angelic her playing was... and that I could easily imagine that this night... would be the most celebratory of all of the nights in my own "Christmas season" that year. I asked her if I could give her a "tip." She looked surprised, and said no, but I persisted. I told her how much she had added to my Christmas mood... and finally she accepted my twenty-dollar bill.
She almost fell over. I felt sad that she was so surprised by my gift... as I thought her music was worth so much more than this $20 I gave her. I of course made sure that my gift was given to her unnoticed by others.
As she protested... I thought to myself... "what would I have had to pay... for a ticket... to a solo concert where I could sit that close to such an artist... and be mesmerized by her for about two hours ?" I told her that, thanked her again... and off on her break she went as I went off into the night... and back to my home and to Mollie T. Cat... who was, of course, waiting for me.
As I remember it... it was one of the nicest, more angelic Christmas "happenings" I can remember.