I woke up this Christmas morning thinking that soon the day would be over and we could go back to what we consider normal. I am not sure I have ever felt that way on Christmas morning before.
Christmas was always a time of joy in our family. My father was like a little kid at Christmas and loved the surprise of it all. I am not sure if it was because of how he grew up or because of the season or exactly why, but he loved Christmas like few I have known.
My family has whittled down to very few this past year. My Mom and Dad are both gone, Many of my Aunts and Uncles are gone and the cousins are widespread from Florida to Texas. It seems the only time we get together is when a funeral happens.
My son is single so I have no grandchildren and Christmas has turned in to a very small dinner for two. I don't seem to enjoy the holiday like I once did. I searched and searched this year for some Christmas Spirit and everything just seemed to make me angry. I am not sure why.
So this morning I will walk the dog and look at the lights, try and put on the Christmas cheer for dinner today. Hope for a little surprise and when son see his gifts and retire early so today will be done. Perhaps next year will be different and I will find the Christmas Spirit which seems to have eluded me this year.
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