Now, its almost Christmas and yeah its a time for giving and being with those that you love... But is it really something that you want to celebrate, I mean why have only one day to give and be with those that you care for so much? I spend time with my family everyday, see them everyday, do things with them everyday. I don't know what it is with so many people going out and spending hundreds to thousands of dollars on things that others may or may not use. For example my family have always done the same things, buy each person a small gift, not really caring if they are going to use it but think that they will, when in reality the kids aren't gonna use but keep a smile on there faces, I don't know how many times I received pajamas when I usually wear an over size t-shirt with short or pj pants that my mother bought me. That's why I just give away my gifts that I received, knowing for a fact I'm never gonna use them, to someone that may like it. But Christmas is just another day for me to spend time with relatives and yeah, it has its ups and downs but really, its all for the moms to get together and gossip, having the men and kids talk about well for my family, wrestling, sports, who is with who, who's having a baby, or just the plain "Hows everything?" conversations.
Before it use to be dancing, music, laughter, and family with high spirits. I don't know what happened, maybe this getting old stuff is just a normal affect. But i would like to remember how it was everyone that spent some time with each other and not just with one side of the family but with mom and dad side. Christmas used to be my favorite time of day, but recently its all sad, boring, and just another day. I wonder what it would be like to have Christmas when I have my own place, when our moms and dads become old. Would everyone come? Would it be the same?
NO. Plain and simple, its gonna be different, nothing would be the same. Why is it that people have to change? I thought about that sometimes... Why is it easy to change, not only from the outside but from the inside. Is it hard to stay the person you were from before? I guess it must be, but why can we stay the same, just because one is growing up, doesn't necessarily mean they will change everything about themselves (I heard some do) but I like the same old friends I used to talk to, the same people that i could laugh and be myself... Change happens, to everyone, and i must face it and praise it.. I guess.
Anyways enough of my random, nonsense opinions, I would like to continue with my thoughts about Christmas and family. Oh yes, Christmas is a time to create wonderful meals and serve it to 20+ relatives and friends. A time to open presents and cry about what you didn't get. A time to go to church (If your religious) and spend an hour or more listening to the same old story of Mary and Joseph and the birth of Jesus the anointed one. A time to celebrate with those that you rarely see and pretend to enjoy every minute talking to cousins, aunts, and uncles. A time where all your female relatives gossiping about their children and the accomplishments that they have made. A time of remembering your most embarrassing moments from the past and reliving it on television. Where you listen to people that you barely talk to and hear their complains. Oh Christmas, Dear Christmas, where will I be without you...
Now Families Oh boy Where to start, how about the part where all the aunties gather together and "Show off" their children by talking about what they have done and have accomplshed, and if one child haven't made such a great accomplishment then the others would laugh at him or her because they weren't smart enough to win a award, get an "A" on a test, can't get a job, or not getting high marks on school criteria. I realized its not just Christmas that my family does this, but its EVERY single holiday/celebration. I love my relatives, yeah sure I have to don't I. Like many have quoted "Blood is thicker than water.." I despise that quote first of all, I thought about this a lot. Knowing that I have a couple cousins that I would love to state they are not related to me, are. But knowing that there bad choices affects not only them but Yours truly. Family, oh sure they are there for you, until you stop talking to them and ignore their living exist, but they are there. Yeah I can go to them and talk about my problems when I can't do that with my mom or dad, but after talking to them, its like no point to talk to them, because they would pass it on to others which will then start a cycle of regret. Family, yeah I let other friends in and call them "sis" or "bro" its not because its for fun, but because they are more like a sister or brother to me, and to me I wish they were. I rather have fake sisters, brothers, or cousins than the certain ones that are blood related to me.
Now I'm not saying this is happening to you, but this is my family and our traditions, and what I think about it. I know everyone is different, every family is different, so these are my thoughts, my opinions, my life.
Hope you enjoyed reading a piece of my crazy, random, nonsense thoughts...
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