In The Christmas Spirit Once Again
There is no scrooge crushing my Christmas spirit this year. I used to love Christmas. I loved counting down until the special day. I loved everything about the season. In kindergarten I remember some kids taking about Santa and me telling them that Christmas was Jesus' birthday. I remember being about six years old and going to bed at 6pm because I thought it would make Santa come sooner. December 25th was my favorite day of the year. Everything about it was perfect. For the past few years the holidays have not been the easiest time for me. There have been lots of crazy emotions attached. The holidays just marked the end of another year for me. No one really knows this. I have just recently opened up about it, honestly I am only now realizing it for myself. I just accepted that this is the way the Christmas feels when you get older. This weekend I realized this is not true, I also realized my need to let go of my past. It all started when I was in eighth grade. This ...