As I write this, I find myself dwelling in the "depths of despair" (as my bff from college used to say). And I feel fairly certain I have landed somewhat safely, though tattered and torn a bit, on the bottom. Which means, according to Christine, that now is the time when I may begin my climb back up. But I think I'm just gonna chill here on the bottom of the pit for a while. (and you have to say pit of despair just like Billy Crystal in The Princess Bride) I'm just gonna hang out down here and figure this shit out.
See, I used to LOVE Christmas.
But when in the HELL did it get so complicated??? When did family get so complicated??
We are fine with the blending of all three of our families (for the most part), Chuck comes here before the kids wake up...we all wake them together. We all open together. We all eat together. That's all good...I think...right? (I won't get into the other family juggling that occurs on Xmas day...)
SO WHY AM I SO STRESSED???
Well two reasons and number 2 is the most important.
1. cause i've been sick. and i'm tired. and i haven't finished shopping...yet.
2. cause christmas has got nothing to do with Jesus.
Yep. I said it. And ya'll know it's the truth. Nick can give you a whole speech on stupid pagan holidays. Hallmark crap. But here's the thing....we are all supposed to know better. Even if we don't go to church...we know it's SUPPOSED to be about Jesus and the love he represents, right?. Or at LEAST about FAMILY, togetherness, and sharing.
But here's what I feel instead:
broke, tired, sad, resposible, irritated, sympathetic, responsible, disappointed, frustrated, and RESPONSIBLE.
I don't think Jesus really would really want me to feel that way about his birthday.
I told you. I'm going to wallow in this here pit of despair for one more day. And then I'm gonna do some ornament making with the kids and climb my way out. Crawl my way back to light and love and all of those good things this holiday season is supposed to be about.
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