Tomorrow is Christmas eve.
Look in your storage room and tell me you need more stuff — what would you like for Christmas?
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This year will be different from the last. (like the movie, but three Christmases, not four)
I have not bought one present: not because I don’t want to give (I’m no Grinch) but because, well, we all voted “no” presents this year.
We all agreed: Presence instead of presents. What a wonderful way to spend the holidays.
I realized that by not participating in the shopping frenzy, I hardly remembered it was Christmas time at all. As a child, Christmas is made into the one day of the year you can ask for whatever you want and you may get it. This is when you start to learn to accumulate crap – crap you spend the next 12 months arranging and rearranging. This time spend arranging and rearranging would be better spent with the same family and friends who gave you the crap in the first place. (Don’t get me wrong, I love the generosity and the good intentions!)
Yet, here I sit, on December 23 thinking I’m missing something.