|View from my foyer... yes, we have 2 trees.|
I got over the way I found out about Santa... though it was cruel. There was not enough money to go around, so everyone but the youngest two got a rude awakening... sure I was a little old to be believing, but I had a child's heart. But that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part was getting waken up at 3am every year to open gifts for one hour, and then it was over. Christmas was something we waited for all month or even much of the year, and it was over in 1 hour while still in a sleepy stupor.
Can you say anti-climactic?
So long before my first sibling died when I was 19... long before my mother passed away on my daughter's first Christmas morning, I was over it.
Once I was over the magic of St. Nick, however, I did discover midnight Mass Christmas services. I can't tell you how much I love it- Celebrating the birth of Christ. Interestingly enough, after moving South from New York to New Orleans, and eventually settling in Georgia, Midnight Mass Christmas celebration has become hard to find. (And aren't we in the bible belt?) So once again, I slept through midnight on Christmas Eve when I would have much rather been lighting candle's with strangers.
I did happen to make the best of today though. (I am not saying this to brag, but to let you know how good it felt.) Through the magic of Facebook, I was able to pass on a chest freezer I wasn't using, to a family having a refrigeration emergency... they were so happy, and I was glad to help. Those few minutes of sharing something I no longer needed, meant so much more to me than anything under the tree.
So with that said, have a Merry CHRISTmas, Happy Holy-days, and share something today- you won't regret it.