Since it's the holiday season, I figured I'd offer you a holiday-themed blog.
The only thing is, I just am not in the holiday spirit and didn't want to write about anything happening this season.
But speaking to a close friend, she suggested that writing about it may make things a bit better for me.
I haven't really celebrated the holiday season for the past couple of years since my heart, my Mama, passed away. This was her season; she just loved the holidays. Of course, she'd always make sure the family got together; even if I had to work the holiday, I was just so excited to take the trek back to my hometown to see her.
When she passed, I just didn't see any need to celebrate her favorite time of the year. I woke up this morning with the uncanny thought that I need to do something to get into the spirit of the holiday.
And one thing my Mama always drilled into my head was that I can only get what I truly want for Christmas if I say it out loud. Well, although this is going to be a bit embarassing to admit, but I guess if I want to actually get it, I must express it.
I'm going to share my grown-up Christmas wish with you.
The wish that I've had for some time now, and I am very hopeful that this year I finally get it, is to have the man of my dreams, who actually wants a true-blood relationship with me, to come to my door on Christmas morning and surprise me with a mistletoe over his head and give me the grandest, most passionate kiss I've ever received.
Okay, now you know my Christmas wish. It sounds crazy, I know. Plus, it's not like that will ever happen ... those fairytales never come true for guys like me ~ the forever Charlottes and Pollyannas who still believe in fairytale endings.
But as I look around the community, I see people uniting, falling into relationship left and right. Some, I'm surprised to see the union; others, I'm just happy because they deserve happiness. And I deserve it, too.
So I've been trying my damndest to smile and laugh; it's better to make sure others have a great holiday season no matter how I may feel inside.
I know that I won't be getting my one Christmas wish, which would be to celebrate the holiday with my Mama, just once more. But maybe if I get my other wish, the mistletoed man who I just adore, perhaps I can truly believe in the spirit of the season again.
But to end this blog, I just want to wish everyone the best holiday season that they can possibly have!
