I'm not in the Christmas spirit this year. Usually, I love Christams. I love decorating, I love buying presents, I love the smell of Chrismtas trees, I love Christmas cookies. Not this year. Maybe it's because I know what awaits this Christmas season at home, or actually doesn't await. It looks like my dad isn't going to be able to come home from Afghanistan for Christmas, like he was planning, and both of my older sisters and their families aren't coming to Michigan either. And on top of that my little brother is going to Kansas to see his grandparents and my little sister has to work on Christmas Eve. Bah humbag. So since there is going to be limited family around for Christmas, we're not doing a full-out celebration of any sort. I doubt if we'll even have a tree. So this puts me in a bad mood concerning Christmas all around. I'm not looking forward to buying presents because I won't see everyone when they open them, I'm not looking forward to cookies because my dad isn't home to bake them, and I'm not looking forward to Christmas trees because we most likely won't have one.
I suppose I need to get over this. There are so many people who have it much worse than I do. At least I do have family, even if they are scattered all over the world. I should really stop pitying myself. I'm so freaking self-absorbed it's ridiculous. Maybe I should focus on the real meaning of Christmas - Jesus' birth. That's what it's about, not the trees, not the cookies, none of that. But the birth of our savior who came for all of us. That's what it is all about.