I remember at midnight my sister and I were allowed to open one present, and the rest at whoever’s house was throwing the party. We’d go to a house full of grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, and all of my cousins. What seemed like hundreds of gifts were huddled under the tree. I just remember spending the entire day playing with my cousins all over the house. The older men were smoking and drinking in the garage while all the females were in the living room gossiping. There would be all of these games that everyone would play. We’d all gather around the living room while someone picked up a gift, and said who it was for and who it was from. The kids would show off what they got and played with their new toys. By the end of it the entire room was a mess with wrapping paper and empty bags scattered all over the floor.
I really wish Christmas was still like that. I don’t even see the family I spent all of my holidays with much anymore, despite all of us still living in the same city. Even though I don’t celebrate the holiday like I used to, i’m still grateful for everything that I have. Merry Christmas everyone.
i like you blog, but you post too much and answer too many questions. infact you were sending yourself questions. kinda clogs up my home page. Just letting you know as you said something about losing followers.
I delete them right after. I never talked about losing followers. Who are you again? LOL
But like that salvia-smoker said, life’s what you make it. I thought of that little jem while I was hanging up my clothes onto the rack. If you’re going to make yourself miserable, make yourself miserable. If you want to be happy, then be happy. If you want to build your anger up, build it up. If you want to dwell on the past, then dwell the fuck on as long as you want to. It’s your choice whether you want to feel these emotions or not. You can choose to feel hateful or angry. You can also choose to feel happy or caring. You can choose to hold grudges, or forget. It’s your life, no one can tell you how to live it. No one can tell you how to feel. It’s all up to you.
"Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated" - Confucius