Like
any hopeful kids, I was always a fan of Christmas. Growing up with so much
anticipation of the most wonderful time of the year – when it wasn’t too commercialized
yet – all but celebrated with sincerity and meaning.
“I hope this never ends!” I wished, but that was before.
It
was always a happy time to cherish. More than all those decorations, carols,
gifts, and meals, the spirit of the season never dries. One could always feel
it in the air.
Unlike
the people of today, I think people in the past had a deeper understanding of
this joyous day – we celebrated it differently back then – it was all from the
heart.
My
family isn’t a freak about this season, but for many years we were witnesses to
how my neighbors and friends celebrated the season with true reasons. We were
not into this of course, and yet we felt the joy in their hearts.
Where
I come from, it wasn’t all about who gives who or who gets what, but about
togetherness, love, and service – even the stranger is a family – even my
family who never really celebrates Christmas could truly feel the joy of the
season .
From
myth to fairytale to fact, I was very familiar with each story told and written
– and so I could distinguish differences well even as a child – it was my
favorite season to look forward to but not anymore.
If
I was born in this generation, I don’t think would be able to believe Christmas
or it would be difficult perhaps. Look
around you how selfish and greedy people are. Isn’t it Christmas is about
giving?
And
in spite of paraphernalia to make the season bright or elegant decors to add
life or blinking lights to attract both non and believers, I don’t think would
make a difference still. I wonder how others come to believe Christmas these
days.
This
is my 20th Christmas away from home, but it doesn’t matter because
my family never really celebrates Christmas. I would rather prefer this way
than celebrate the season outside the true reason.
Merry
Christmas Everyone!
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