Another year and another Christmas gone. This year it seemed like Christmas flew by like a flash. I find that sad.
I love Christmas and look forward to every aspect. I love putting the tree up after Thanksgiving. I love plugging it in in the morning as I drink my cup of coffee and write. I love watching as the presents slowly pile up. I love getting out in the hustle-and-bustle.
And now it’s gone just like it goes every year. So why am I more sad this year more than before? I’m not sure. Maybe because I’m getting older and I realize and appreciate the moments more? Maybe I appreciate the fact that we are not guaranteed tomorrow? Maybe because once Christmas is gone the rest of life seems much less magical? Maybe all of the above.
Soon we will take down our tree and Christmas 2017 will be all but a memory. Work begins again and new expectations will be doled out. People will no longer feel any obligation to give or help or care. Maybe that is what makes me the most sad is that people will go right back to caring about themselves and focusing on others much less; ignoring those who need help. Most people pay lip service to helping, but the numbers reveal that the vast majority do not help consistently throughout the year.
And that makes me sad.