A few weeks ago, I went out after class to do some casual shopping. I walked into JC Pennys and was surprised to see it was already decorated for Christmas. I walked around and listened to the holiday music, and all of a sudden my day got just a tad brighter. That same day I came home with a bag of cinnamon pone cones and a mini Christmas tree for my room. Decorations too. I’m one of those freaks that loves spending hours outside in the freezing cold putting up lights, and trekking down row after row of Douglass firs to find the perfect tree. I love Christmas shopping, have holiday music playing nonstop, day and night, and I love buying silly gifts just because I know it’ll put a smile on someone’s face.
This Christmas feels different, though. This year’s been a challenge, and honestly I’m glad it’s coming to an end, and we get a fresh start. However, I’m not letting that affect my Christmas spirit. The other day was one of my biggest challenges yet. I went out shopping with my mom, a bit of a scrooge. To her, Christmas means spending money and competing with my father for the best gift-giver. She neglects to realize the true meaning of Christmas. I repeatedly told her that it doesn’t matter how much money she spends, what she buys, or anything of that sort. We love her no matter what. Christmas is spending time together as a family.
Actually, that’s my favorite part of Christmastime. It’s never been the presents for me, or even the decorating. I love how everyone acts at Christmas, cheerful and happy. I love getting to spend time with my family; aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins. I love having the friends that I don’t get to see on a daily basis home for the holidays. More than that, I love my attitude at Christmastime. I’m always happy, even when things aren’t necessarily going my way.
In two days it’s Thanksgiving. I get to see my family and spend hours on end eating guilt-free. One of my best friends came home Friday, and the other comes home in about 12 hours. My cousin from Virginia is coming up too, who I haven’t seen in eight months. Christmas music is on the radio. Friday I get to decorate the house. Everything and everyone are coming together, and I couldn’t be happier. My favorite time of year is coming in full swing. Let’s go.
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