T'is the Season

So....How you doing? Doing good? That's good.

This blog was supposed to be just for my writing experiences and a little non, but I think it might not be ratioed a little differently.

So, christmas is over. Boxing Day is over, and a new year is about to begin. This year I've started resolutions earlier. (I'll have a blog for those later). I enjoyed my holiday. It was relaxing and fun.
I've realized how much I've grown up though. To me I could have happily stayed on the couch in my pjs, watching The Office (or The Simpsons) and drink tea. But Looking back at what Christmas meant as a child, it seems like a whole new holiday. Christmas was so much excitement, and presents back then. I remember not sleeping a peep because I just had to see what Santa had left. I would then awaken my parents at like four in the morning. True story, my mother made a rule where I couldn't leave my room  until at least eight. She even got to the point where she'd leave my stocking outside my bedroom door so I could go through it quietly in my room (most likely buying her precious moments of sleep). I have so many great memories of this holiday. Most of them are still there, but without Santa, a part of the holiday is gone. That innocence is no longer there, that waiting for the man in red to give us the toys we waited so patient (or impatient)ly all year for.

I still love the holiday. I also hear once you have kids some of that joy comes back by watching them. I believe that. I have no kids of my own but I love to watch my cousins open their gifts. It reminds me of a time when Christmas was life or death, and getting a new barbie was just as exciting as a mac book pro.