“And when those blue snowflakes start falling
That’s when those blue memories start calling
You’ll be doing alright with your Christmas of white
But I’ll have a blue, blue Christmas…”
A few years ago, I used to be a big disliker of Christmas. I didn’t hate it per se because watching my daughter enjoy the crap out of it was awesome, but I lived alone as a single mom and so other than doing it for her and my family, I really just didn’t enjoy the holiday because it was a reminder of being alone.
That changed after a very persistent Christmas Ninja, my boyfriend, made such an amazing effort to break me of that, and he finally did exactly what he intended to do. He made me realize that it wasn’t the boxes and bags under the tree that I had really been longing for, it was the traditions of putting up the tree together, listening/singing songs with fine spirits in our glasses, and being together to make those memories.
With a series of events that have spanned the course of the year and as we neared the end of this year, I felt those blue feelings return. I was a little depressed about Christmas because it felt like we were going through the motions of the holiday, but no one was really enjoying it in our household for various reasons.
Last night, that all changed as I arrived home with my munchkin. We pulled up to the house that had fresh Christmas lights and such hung up and when we walked in the house, Christmas music was playing and all the trees had been set-up (with lights). They were ready for us to decorate.
I felt those warm tears of happiness enter my eyes and I knew my blue Christmas was over.
We talked about it, and we were reminded again that it is about what we do together during the holidays that make them special, not all the presents or cash blown to make everyone happy.
So, for this image, I say farewell to the blues of 2013…
May everyone stay merry and bright! ♥