Mr. K. and I did some x-mas decorating this weekend and yesterday. I love this season because it makes me feel like a child again. I love the smells, the colors, the sounds of it. I have not been easy to be around on some x-masses especially in the years after I had turned my back to the religion I was born and raised in and later when I battled depression. Fortunately, I’m a lot calmer nowadays and I won’t ever again order a book about devils and demons to arrive at my parents’ house on Christmas Eve. I’m really sorry, Dad.
More than ten years have passed since the devils and demons-incident and I’ve discovered that it’s okay to not be a Christian but still love the x-mas season. That’s why I’ve been humming Christmas songs for two weeks now. And I bought the little wooden stable with a manger and little figurines that Mr. K. wanted to have so badly. In fact, it makes me happy to see Mr. K. enjoying it so much. It came with cute little animals. And moss! There’s real moss on the stable roof. Cute!🙂
I am battling with words while trying to express what this season means to me. I find it hard to put my thoughts down mostly because I’m really out of practice concerning English grammer and vocabulary. Sorry about that. Maybe I should sit down with a dictionary more often.
Still, I hope I can somehow express how I had very mixed feelings about Christmas for years but finally found my own place in this season. I’ve calmed down, I’ve stopped questioning everybody’s beliefs, and I’ve been quite succesful in battling aforementioned depression. I’m having fun again!🙂
What does the x-mas season mean to you? Does it come with mixed feelings or is it a cheerful time for you?
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