Shortly after hallowe’en people starts wishlisting for those special people in their lives to make things easier, clearer of the things they want to see under the tree. I don’t know about you guys, but shortly after my 23rd birthday, I fell off the wishlisting wagon. Started disregarding Christmas and all things associated with it. I don’t get the holiday cheer, frankly it’s in and out for me. And as I look back on those earlier years, I would be lying if I said I loved Christmas.
Don’t get me wrong I like the togetherness that the holiday brings. But when my mom started working overnight causing her to miss Christmas eve festivities, I’ve gotten drawn out of it all even more. I look forward to seeing family only to realize, how & why is it the only time we put aside time. The thing I love more is the time wasted, the catching up… The food. Is it possible to only enjoy Christmas when kids are involved? Receiving materialistic things that deem to make them happy for a couple of weeks.
I’m sure it’s just my own type of jadedness when I say these things but when, when can you ever just sit and reflect when all we do is worry about our wishlists.
I just have to keep reminding myself that it’s a much needed break for most people. It’s a time to not want to be alone, to finally feel like your a part of someone’s life other than their own.
The only thing on my wishlist lately has been to be left alone. But deep inside all I wish to do is create new traditions, ones I could adhere to, one I can call my own, one I could see being passed on for generations to come. For those of you reading this, stick to your traditions, new, old, don’t matter. It’s the little things that count. Hang on to that warmth that the holiday brings along in your individual households, keep it dear & cherish it like the first snowfall of the season.