I don’t know if I’m a Christmas person exactly. Don’t get me wrong; I love the presents and the cold season which really always helps me sleep better. I love the food, the nonworking holidays, and the reunions with family and friends. But these things aren’t inherently Christmassy, are they? I mean, it's given that these things are present during Christmas season but not exclusively. Christmas or not, I always love getting and giving presents, or sleeping in late during cold mornings, or eating – a lot at that. Maybe I just didn’t get enough traditions growing up? That could explain why nothing makes me abosuletly look forward to Christmas each year. Or perhaps I’ve gotten old? And so the simple reasons for Christmas joy have lost their meaning.
I recognize that Christmas is an internationally observed holiday and generally, the celebration of which may not necessarily have anything to do with religion or lack of thereof. Tons of people each year seem to laugh more and act merrily during Christmas. What about during the rest of the days in the calendar? Shouldn't presents be an ordinray part of life? I mean as simple a thing as leaving a yoghurt in the fridge for your roommate, or giving someone a pen for the mere reason that you want to - wouldn't these things make the days of our lives a little more special? Eating cheesecakes (not calorie-free, if that variety even exists), or snuggling, or getting massages after a hell of week at work - these things are pieces of Christmas that can be spread all year roud.
I don't mean to be bleak, or argumentative. This isn't me trying to be a nonconformist either. As a matter of fact, I'll leave an open eye when I meet Christmas this year. Maybe there are holiday clues I am missing? Afterall, this whole rant might just be about some Christmas puzzle I have yet to figure out.
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