we wish you a merry blahmas
I've started posting at RM again, a little here and there.
They've got a thread going about hating on Christmas.. and its got me thinking.. I used to love Christmas, hands down, my favorite holiday and time of the year. And I'm sure some of that used to have to do with being kid, the magic of it all, and making out like a bandit with new toys and the like.
Over the last couple of years, I feel like any little bit of it I was hanging on to, has slipped away. I pretty much almost hate Christmas now. Err, to hate means there's fire there, and there's really not.. but I just don't get it.
It makes me depressed. I dread it. I get stressed out and feel pressured to come up with the most perfect of gifts, and to love the gifts I receive, when really, it seems like both parties neither need nor want the gifts.
This is the time of year where I'm reminded that my broader family is spread all around the states and that we more or less have nothing to do with one another. I'm reminded that my dad has checked out of both my life and his own.
At least Syed is not into Christmas, so I don't feel like I have to fake it for his sake..
They've got a thread going about hating on Christmas.. and its got me thinking.. I used to love Christmas, hands down, my favorite holiday and time of the year. And I'm sure some of that used to have to do with being kid, the magic of it all, and making out like a bandit with new toys and the like.
Over the last couple of years, I feel like any little bit of it I was hanging on to, has slipped away. I pretty much almost hate Christmas now. Err, to hate means there's fire there, and there's really not.. but I just don't get it.
It makes me depressed. I dread it. I get stressed out and feel pressured to come up with the most perfect of gifts, and to love the gifts I receive, when really, it seems like both parties neither need nor want the gifts.
This is the time of year where I'm reminded that my broader family is spread all around the states and that we more or less have nothing to do with one another. I'm reminded that my dad has checked out of both my life and his own.
At least Syed is not into Christmas, so I don't feel like I have to fake it for his sake..