I love this time of year.
For whatever reason, this Christmas season I have been acutely more aware and appreciative everything I love about this season. The wind whipping around me and weaseling its way down the slightest crevices and open spaces between my coat and my body…love it! I love that I have to wear a coat and a scarf to keep warm. I don’t know why, I simply adore this. I love (yet, am slightly annoyed) that I will soon need to trade in many of my shoes for more watertight and cold-resistance pairs. I love listening to Christmas music THE DAY OF Thanksgiving, and having a month to incessantly play it in my dorm room, on my laptop, and in my car. I adore decorating my house and my dorm room – setting up and decorating Christmas trees, hanging lights, placing the random Christmas paraphernalia throughout the house. I love watching all the cheesy Christmas movies with my family. I just love spending quality time with my family – playing games, watching movies, doing holiday things. At no other time of the year do I get to spend so much time with friends and family I love. I love Christmas traditions – the Christian ones, and many of the commercial ones.
I love Christmas. But, to me, it seems for all the wrong reasons.