I’ve had the “bah humbugs” for three years, now.
Here’s the beginning of a list of why’s.
- the shopping
- the errands
- the rush
- the hustle
- the hassle
- the grumpy clerks
- the grumpy fellow-shoppers
- the canned music in every freakin’ store
- the Salvation Army bell at every entrance
- the wrapping
- the cooking
- the bah humbugs
- the overt “everyone’s Christian” mindset and attitude
- the bills
- the decorating
- the way Christmas forces us to shop “globally” instead of “locally”
- the insanity
- the weather
- the gazillion charity drives
- the days off “ruined” by too much “work” to do
- the theft and crime
- the higher degree of stress in everyone
- the commercialization of it all…..
Mostly, I hate that every party we are invited to has a 1) gift exchange, 2) covered dish, and 3) toy for charity (or some other contribution). Any one, I can handle. All three is too much to ask. I’ve sworn off all parties this year. If you are having one, I will decline. (E can go if he wants to; that’s fine with me.) I’m not even going to some parties where I should. (Sorry Photo Guild. My apologies Bridal Association.)
I’d love for it to go back to being about:
- time with family
I know I’m echoing my uncle, but it’s just not fun anymore. Where did the magic go? Did it leave me when I became aware of Santa? or when I moved away from Texas? or when I became an adult? or when I became a wife?
I want to do that thing where you see someone in need: say an older man on the street with no coat. And you go buy a decent coat and leave it for him to find. I want to bring the “magic” that I think is missing to someone in need. But it would have to be something that can be realized. I need to see this figurative man find the coat. I need to see his realization that it was meant for him. I need to see his smile. I need to see him cuddle in its warmth.
I haven’t “seen” the spirit of the holidays in a really long time.
PS I wish everyone the best and happiest holiday season. I just need compassion and understanding that I’m not in the same place as “everyone else”. And by gods, if you are with me on this, email me. I need the support.