I haven't posted anything since last Thursday so you would think that this post would be so exciting. I hate to disappoint you but it's not. The reason I haven't had the chance to post anything within the last couple of days is because I have been doing my last minute Christmas shopping and working like an insane person. When I get home from work I don't want to do anything but take my shower and go to bed...At times I don't even want to shower. Too much information? Yes, I know.
Well today....tonight to be more exact is Christmas eve and I should be jumping for joy that Christmas, the best holiday ever invented has finally arrived but I'm not. Instead I am sitting in my living room (which is weird because I hardly come into this room) eating a piece of sandwich that my mother picked up earlier today and watching Mega Heist. Exciting Christmas Eve huh?
Sitting here I am remembering Christmas eve like it was yesterday. I couldn't wait til this day was over! I had to plan out my whole day just so it will go by faster and my little sister, brother and I would go to be super early anticipating the next day. Because Santa had to arrive in the living room, my brother would usually come into our room to sleep on the floor and we usually talked about what time we planned on getting up and what we think Santa got us. The conversations usually would die down because one of us would pretend to be asleep but eventually they would start back up again when they realized that they couldn't fall to sleep. My little sister usually fell asleep before my brother and I. Then he would fall asleep and I was left up alone. My older sister was never in the room with us for some reason...Instead she stood up with the adults to help Santa enter our apartment. She never showed excitement when this holiday came around, I thought because maybe she was older than us but I soon found out that this holiday usually reminded her of our decease mother. The morning time would hit..5 am to be more exact and there they were tons and tons of toys, the latest video game systems, an instrument...anything you could think of we probably had it. Our Christmas was definitely amazing! We were blessed to have such an genuos hardworking man in our family who basically had given us everything we ever asked for. Mind you we are no small group. At that time our household contained about 8 people and he gave my mom the money to buy us everything we wanted. There were times where we didn't get exactly what we wanted but we got it after the holidays. We were spoiled. Ungrateful, spoil little brats. Yes, I'll admit that. Most of the things we got we didn't deserve. There were times where we should have had a lump of coal under our tree. We were bad. Well I wouldn't say bad but at times we did come off disrespectful and rather ungrateful. Some thing neither parent deserved. They made sure our Christmas's were the best day of our lives.
Now that I am getting older the excitement has died down a bit. I'm usually more excited about the days leading up to christmas then the actual day because when the day arrives, we should consider the holiday to be over. Which means everyone would go back to their regular lives. No smiling when walking out of a store knowing that you picked up the perfect gift for a family member or a friend. No more lit trees in our homes. No more people randomly saying "happy holidays". We go back to our couchy ways, our stern looks, worrying about paying your next bill or how are you going to express yourself to a certain person, or getting up to go to work in the morning, or tuning into CNN and watching how our economy has gone to craps....Worrying about things we don't have control over....Going back to being unhappy, ungrateful and disrespectful.
Well today....tonight to be more exact is Christmas eve and I should be jumping for joy that Christmas, the best holiday ever invented has finally arrived but I'm not. Instead I am sitting in my living room (which is weird because I hardly come into this room) eating a piece of sandwich that my mother picked up earlier today and watching Mega Heist. Exciting Christmas Eve huh?
Sitting here I am remembering Christmas eve like it was yesterday. I couldn't wait til this day was over! I had to plan out my whole day just so it will go by faster and my little sister, brother and I would go to be super early anticipating the next day. Because Santa had to arrive in the living room, my brother would usually come into our room to sleep on the floor and we usually talked about what time we planned on getting up and what we think Santa got us. The conversations usually would die down because one of us would pretend to be asleep but eventually they would start back up again when they realized that they couldn't fall to sleep. My little sister usually fell asleep before my brother and I. Then he would fall asleep and I was left up alone. My older sister was never in the room with us for some reason...Instead she stood up with the adults to help Santa enter our apartment. She never showed excitement when this holiday came around, I thought because maybe she was older than us but I soon found out that this holiday usually reminded her of our decease mother. The morning time would hit..5 am to be more exact and there they were tons and tons of toys, the latest video game systems, an instrument...anything you could think of we probably had it. Our Christmas was definitely amazing! We were blessed to have such an genuos hardworking man in our family who basically had given us everything we ever asked for. Mind you we are no small group. At that time our household contained about 8 people and he gave my mom the money to buy us everything we wanted. There were times where we didn't get exactly what we wanted but we got it after the holidays. We were spoiled. Ungrateful, spoil little brats. Yes, I'll admit that. Most of the things we got we didn't deserve. There were times where we should have had a lump of coal under our tree. We were bad. Well I wouldn't say bad but at times we did come off disrespectful and rather ungrateful. Some thing neither parent deserved. They made sure our Christmas's were the best day of our lives.
Now that I am getting older the excitement has died down a bit. I'm usually more excited about the days leading up to christmas then the actual day because when the day arrives, we should consider the holiday to be over. Which means everyone would go back to their regular lives. No smiling when walking out of a store knowing that you picked up the perfect gift for a family member or a friend. No more lit trees in our homes. No more people randomly saying "happy holidays". We go back to our couchy ways, our stern looks, worrying about paying your next bill or how are you going to express yourself to a certain person, or getting up to go to work in the morning, or tuning into CNN and watching how our economy has gone to craps....Worrying about things we don't have control over....Going back to being unhappy, ungrateful and disrespectful.
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