Christmas is over, 2014 is on the horizon, and Valentines Day is in full effect at Wal-Marts nationwide. I thought when I put up the decorations over a month ago that I’d be more than sick of Christmas movies and songs by now. But no, I could do another month of it for sure. Some say it starts too early or goes on too long, but I’m fully convinced that it’s society’s way of distracting us from this dry, cold, perpetual night we call winter and keeps us all from suffering severe depression before spring comes. But as wonderful as this holiday season has been, I have to remember that it’s not all holly and jolly for everyone.
I am lucky to have a wonderful man in my life who makes every moment magical. I’ve acquired more friends and family in the past few years than I probably have in my entire life. All of them are fun and supportive and make me feel good to be alive. But it wasn’t that long ago that I was not so psyched about the holidays. I spent a loooong time, like most of my life, living with my mom (who is hands down the very best one) without any siblings or other family around. It was fine, even enjoyable most of the year, but around Christmas I really hated it. Especially as I got older and Facebook and MySpace came around (yea... myspace. Remember?). It was around this time that I started to realize, people had families at Christmas. I noticed that people were dressing in their best holiday dress, while I was laying on the couch in sweatpants watching Girls Next Door. I noticed that people were having big Christmas dinners with turkeys and stuffing and I was stirring up my best Kraft mac & cheese. I saw people in love trimming trees together while I put a single strand of twinkles on the living room shrub. It was a time I’m not proud of where I was definitely comparing my life to everyone around me and feeling pangs of resentment toward every Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays/I love everybody message received.
Meeting my fiance opened a brand new world to me. Unlike me, he has a HUGE family that all lives practically in the same town. He actually has LIVING grandparents, siblings, and a DOG! (No cat though. He could have used a cat. We’re working on that ;)) Anyway, my holidays became special and different in the snap of my fingers. It wasn’t just another day anymore. I had places to be and people who were counting on me to be somewhere and I loved it. I still love it. I sometimes feel like a trader, that I’m not being true to the loner that I actually am, but then I realize that it’s just another chapter in life and it’s my time to find my own home for holidays.
As I sit here and gush over what a wonderful holiday it has been, I do so knowing that some people will find it annoying and even vomit worthy. I know that many are just going on with the daily grind, that the magic of the season will pass them by without anything special at all. I get it, I’ve been there, and if you’re living the loner lifestyle, may your mac & cheese be the best you’ve ever tasted and your favorite program be on marathon play all day long! Christmas is for everyone and you are not forgotten! May 2014 be the best year yet for us all!
|Christmas Eve in our Sunday best (or Tuesday, whatev).|
|Our vomit worthy perfect tree pose. Go ahead. I won't be offended.|
|As mentioned, the very best one.|
|With friends post Christmas. They're pretty awesome.|