In New Zealand this summer, perspective is the universal gift.
Atheist, Christian, Muslim, Jewish, or deciding over dinner, your religion doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if Santa's coming or whether your family does presents or not.
It doesn't matter if you're preparing a roast turkey with all the trimmings, or just hanging out for next Sunday with a six pack and a packet of chips. At the very least, we will all hopefully have the chance to pause and consider our lot.
For me, the best thing about the Christmas and New Year period isn't the sun or excess. I love my Christmas treaties and I look forward to a few brews with my mates as much as anyone else.
But Christmas, for all the stress and inevitable family squabbles, is still the closest we come to collective rest.