I'm a total sucker for melancholy carols. "Pretty Paper," "I'll Be Home for Christmas," or Joni Mitchell's "River." I think it's because, in the sadness, I can always detect a sense of hope. My head might be swimming with worries, but lights are glittering on all the houses. My heart might be heavy with a disappointment, but it smells like fresh, clean snow. It's cold, but there's a fire burning just down the street.
I think "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" has got to be the song of 2020. "From now on, our troubles will be out of sight," or "Someday soon we all will be together if the fates allow" are lines tailor-made for our holiday this year. And never more has my wish been stronger for a better year to come--not just for me but for quite literally everyone.
I've never meant this more than I do this year, but really: Happy holidays, all!