Dear Holidays,
I know you are inevitable. I can't stop time and I know you're coming. The weather shows it, commercials and retail stores show it, and my bank account shows it. You come earlier every year and I swear I heard "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" on Halloween. I work in retail so a Christmas song in early November is quite normal but this year, I don't want you to happen.
Don't get me wrong, I love you. This time of year is wonderful and reminds us all of Jesus and childhood memories but it is also a reminder of family and sharing you with them. This year, I wont have that. The first Christmas in 22 years that I will not share with them. I am not looking forward to that. So please don't come just yet.
For the first time, I am not looking forward to the wonderful food, the Christmas eve anticipation, or the decorating. I just don't want it. I don't mean to be a scrooge to you, Holidays, but you must understand, I am not ready for you. I am dreading you, I am dreading the empty feeling I will feel the 24th and 25th with out my family. I am dreading opening gifts over the phone and attending a Christmas eve church service I am not used to. Please don't come.
Thank you,
Amber
3 comments:
sorry you are feeling bad about spending Christmas here. candle light service at New Hope is beautiful...you will love it! we will have a birthday party for Jesus after at our house or maybe mom & dad's just depends. I know it won't be the same but we are happy that you guys will be spending Christmas with us :)
Amber...we both need to try hard to have a happy holiday. You will be with your sweety and his family making new memories, maybe new traditions. Remember, home is where the heart is and you know my heart is with you.
Kristie, I knew one day I would have to share the holidays with a significant other and his family but I didn't know it would come so soon! I love Kory and I love all of you and I know Christmas will be wonderful with your family, especially with young kids that find so much magic in the holiday.
Post a Comment