"The first Christmas you remember having is the greatest day of your life.Your family's all together, there are loads of presents, cookies.The magic is alive and well.But before you know it, you grow up. Work and school and girlfriends take over and Christmas becomes more of an obligation, a reminder of what's lost instead of what's possible. And all of the trees and the presents and even the mistletoe can't change that. And then when you get to my age... you're so desperate to get that magic back, you'd do anything to be able to feel how you did that first Christmas.
So what should we do?
Put your scissors down, put your watches back on. We're gonna go out and find some people who really need some Christmas spirit, and we are gonna sing for them." - Glee
I've loved Christmas-time for as long as I can remember. I'm not even of any religious belief that would traditionally celebrate the holiday either. Everything about the holiday I've loved, whether commercialized, historical-ized, musical-ized, emotional-ized or any other '-ized' you can think of. But this December really hasn't gone down too well and it's sad because it's never done that to me before. (so I'm a big baby at heart and throwing a kids tantrum.. sue me)
The best time I had this month had nothing to do with me. A friend of mine was helping out with a program to give some poor children a years worth of school supplies.. and I contributed, as much as I possibly could at the time and actually going bankrupt in the process. But when she came back and told me about everything that happened when they gave the books to the kids and how it was such a happy time, that was really the best moment I've had so far this month. Actually isn't something like that what Christmas really should be about?
So you may be having it hard, but there's someone having it harder.
Help them out, it'll help you out.
