Let me start with a confession.
👉 My current wife, Riesah, and I don’t celebrate Christmas.
But my ex-wife and I did. And for the most part, it was pretty good.
Except…for the annual trek across the mountains to spend Christmas with her family.
You know the one — icy roads, packed car, emotional expectations riding shotgun.
And that’s where today’s story begins...
The very first night I met her extended family was Christmas dinner.
Picture this:
A beautifully decorated table
About a dozen people squeezed in
All the classic holiday sides you can imagine
And right in the centre…
👉 A massive ham.
No turkey.
I leaned over and whispered something to my ex.
She did not whisper back.
“Ham?! Herky doesn’t eat ham — he’s Jewish!”
😳😳😳
The look on her aunt’s face?
Priceless.
Pure horror. Deep embarrassment. Full-on internal panic.
Apologies came flying. The room went dead quiet.
The youngins around the table? Absolutely losing it.
Then came the question:
“Oh my goodness… what can I get you instead?”
Trying not to laugh, I assured her I’d “find something kosher at a grocery store.”
Now… we were in small-town BC, so we all knew that wasn’t happening — but the moment was too good to ruin.
I started putting my jacket on.
And then…
My ex finally cracked.
“Okay, okay… yes, he’s Jewish.
But he LOVES pork.”
🤣
We hammed it up for the rest of the night.
We had many Christmases after that — always with her family.
And one year, I hit my limit.
Not emotionally.
💸 Financially.
The gifts. The pressure. The spending.
It just didn’t sit right anymore.
So I pitched an idea.
Instead of buying gifts for each other…
👉 What if we pooled the money?
👉 And gave a “Spirit of Christmas” award to a deserving high school student?
Someone who showed:
Kindness
Leadership
Generosity
Community spirit
Everything I wish that mattered more than gift receipts.
They loved it.
And we did it for years.
Let me ask you something.
How are you really feeling about Christmas this year?
🎄 Excited?
😬 Anxious?
😵💫 Stressed?
😑 Just over it?
If this season comes with pressure instead of peace, here are a few questions worth sitting with:
👉 What could you do differently this year?
👉 What expectations could you let go of?
👉 Does your family really need all those gifts… and all that food?
👉 How could you create something meaningful instead of just expensive?
Christmas doesn’t have to look like anyone else’s version.
It can be quieter.
Simpler.
More intentional.
Or maybe even… a little unconventional.
(And yes — possibly involving ham.)
However you celebrate — or don’t — I wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas, filled with humour, connection, and whatever meaning looks like for you this year.
💬 I’d love to hear from you:
What’s one tradition you’d be willing to rethink this Christmas?
If this blog struck a chord, share it with someone who might need permission to do Christmas their way.
And if you’re ready to bring more intention, clarity, and humanity into how you lead — let’s talk.
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