Unfortunately, but fortunately I guess, I didn't grow up celebrating holidays. I say unfortunately because I don't know what holiday spirit is and now that I have kids, it's hard to get it going. But fortunately, I refuse to get all wrapped up in the commercialism behind it. At the end of the day, it can be lonely. Since my family never celebrated holidays, there are no traditions that I'm used to or even miss. But watching the others around me makes for a very quiet and solitary season.
I guess part of coping has been excluding myself instead of trying to include myself. Needless to say, I have a love/hate relationship with this time of year. And now that new years is here, two down... last to go. My husband wants to go to church. Who does that in the middle of the night? Tithing ploy. I hate church. Such a gimmick.
I often wonder what my life would be like had I not grew up a witness
Would I believe in God at all? Even Jesus'story is becoming more and more questionable to me. The kids are really growing up. Two going to a party and that leaves the baby that is Dwimoh sidekick. So... mommy time tonight it is! Happy New Year!
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