Christmas is one of these things that either you Love or hate, apparently there is no middle ground here. I love Christmas, I think it’s the only reason why I tolerate the winter and the cold. I like the fact that I can eat and drink all the time, without people thinking I am weirdo, as I drink and eat all year round, but most people don’t. Christmas makes me blend in, so happy days for me.
I love the decorations, the carols and the non-stop Christmas songs that follow you everywhere you go till the point they make your ears bleed and you can’t stand the sound of another jiggle. But more importantly what I love the most is the notion that for one day we are all trying to be nice to each other and noble. In my mind Christmas is like a day that we are all going on a first date. The kind of first date with someone you really like and you put your nice clothes on and the good make up and you go the extra mile to impress them. It’s also a friendly reminder that we don’t have to be dickheads all the time and if we really want we can be better people. That’s a big if, I know and it only lasts a day, but I am grateful for that one day.
However, what I don’t like about Christmas is the gifts. The gifts! Oh my god! The nightmare! I am really good at getting gifts for others, but I am the worst person to buy gifts for. You see, I am honest! As a woman, I think it’s well established that it’s my prerogative being hard to please. It goes without saying that I don’t know what I want and whatever you give me very rarely will make the cut. And to make it even worse, I will also pretend that I am simple and anything will be just fine and that of course it will be a lie. Having said that, I completely acknowledge that I have driven my partners mad.
And if you think this year would be an exception, you would be wrong. I don’t want any gift. I am not craving for anything and no, I am not crazy. But this year has been peculiarly hard on me, for various reasons. It was a year that I was challenged in many ways; I lost and found myself more times that I could have ever imagined. I had to rethink my priorities and reset my goals. I felt more alone than ever, but glad that I wasn’t surrounded by the wrong people. I had to fight hard not to lose my mind and keep my sanity. Whether I made it or not, it’s a whole different story.
So here I am just before the ending of this year and all I want for Christmas is you and I say you, because I am talking to myself while looking at a mirror. If I had to ask for a gift that would be a happy and healthy me; because the best version of each one of us, it’s our only hope that we can make this world a better place.
Happy holidays everyone, hope you are surrounded with really loved ones.