The Quakers ruined holidays for me

but in a good way...


"Friends have also eschewed the traditional church calendar of holy days, not observing religious festivals such as Christmas, Lent, or Easter at particular times of the year, but instead believing that Christ's birth, crucifixion and resurrection should be commemorated every day of the year. For example, many Quakers feel that fasting at Lent but then eating in excess at other times of the year is hypocrisy, and therefore many Quakers, rather than observing Lent, live a simple lifestyle all the year round (see Testimony of Simplicity). These beliefs tie in with Quakers' beliefs on sacraments and the belief that all of life is sacred."

I leave my kitchen light on at night.  The dim light illuminates the sink with its soaps, scrubs and colander in a warm, yellow glow fading to gray in the room's corners.  My mom left her kitchen light on.  I would wander toward it for a cold glass of milk on occasion.  I remember the floor being much too cold; I remember shivering to move the sleepy, sluggish blood in my veins and the pain that shot through my dilated eyes to the back of my head. 

I never need the light anymore since my body has outgrown milk and water is never quite worth the journey.  My son will make the same little midnight pilgrimages in only a few years, but until then, his midnight milk is warm and snuggled next to him. 

But still, my kitchen light is on.