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Christmas is always much anticipated by this old coot, it's been that way for years. Nothing has changed. What has changed is the feeling of depression once the day itself has passed.
Since I retired I've felt the same excitement upon the imminent arrival of my favorite holiday, but once it's over, I haven't felt that old "well crap, that was too short" feeling. Mostly as I'm on permanent vacation.
No need to mourn the dwindling days off from work, no need to think about having to get up early after a week or two of outright sloth. Nope, that's over and I'm loving it.
My holiday is 365 days a year, just wish I could convince others that the spirit of Christmas doesn't have to go away when the actual day is over. I remember our neighbor across the street when I was a kid. Their tree went up on Thanksgiving and came down Christmas Day.
Yup, Christmas Day. Their tree would be out on the curb awaiting the trash pickup. I found that to be weird. Still do.
Ah well, different strokes ...
Christmas stays inside me until it's time for the rest of the world to celebrate it. It's getting more and more to be "who cares what the world is doing, I've got Christmas in me."
And so it shall remain.
Merry Christmas.
"Christmas stays inside me"..... a good attitude to foster Sarge. Was a bit surprised to hear a local FM station still playing Christmas music all day yesterday, even after 10PM. A Merry Christmas to you and yours.
ReplyDeletePeace to you and yours, all the year long!
DeleteGreat comment, Sarge. All three kids and their families visited here and I couldn't have wished for more. Thank you for putting it into words.
ReplyDeleteThat right there is a blessing beyond measure! Happy for you, happy for them. It's what the season should be about, family and love.
Delete" I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year." - Ebenezer Scrooge
ReplyDeleteThe Twelve Days of Christmas would not be a bad season to restart.
While I agree, it would be awfully hard to do.
DeleteSo, you're Scrooge now!
ReplyDelete"The kind hand trembled.
“I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the
year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future."
Merry Third Day of Christmas.
Amen!
Delete(in hoarse throat) Merry (aaachooooo, snort, cough cough, hwark-ptooie) Nice (oh, God, my body hurts) post. Why do my fingers hurt.. eyes hurt... hurt hurts...
ReplyDeleteHate being sick... maybe I need to make my background black and use black letters, might hurt less... crawling under the covers now...