A month ago I was all excited about Christmas. There have been years in my past when I hated the idea, hated the music and just plain wanted the day to come and go.
A month ago I set XM to Christmas music so it would play every time I got into my truck -not even ashamed of it. Here we are a week away and I am like … Where is Christmas?
There’s no excitement anymore.
My mom decided to have our family Christmas on Sunday because her new husband and his family will have it on Christmas Eve. For my entire life, we had Christmas with my mom on Christmas Eve.
Maybe I’m overthinking it.
I was able to do a benefit concert the other night for a few families that didn’t have the funds for their kids. I think there were over 80 gifts donated for these 3 families. To me - THAT is Christmas.
The older I get the more I remember what it was like as a kid. I was like the kid that wanted the Red Rider BB gun in the movie. The excitement of Christmas was all I could think about from Halloween to Dec 25th.
Now, I look forward to the few people that will come over, spend the night and we all chip in and make breakfast at my place. All the kids are older and it’s not as fun watching them open gift cards. My nephews and nieces already know what they are getting. If you dare get an actual gift they look at you weird like - what’s this?
I received a video from a friend of mine that lives in Puerto Rico. She and her husband showed me that nearly every evening leading up to Christmas they have street parties. They actually celebrate Christmas.
I may need to move there!
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