Christmas isn't really my favorite time of year. Give me a good summer time impromptu barbecue and I'm all good.
Christmas for me is a muddled muck of good and not so good. I love spending Christmas morning with hubby enjoying gifts from Santa and just having that time is special to me.
For me this time of year is filled with a heaviness. I run, I run, and it always catches up with me. I miss my people.............Why is this time of year so hard?
We spend Christmas day with family, sometimes it's fun and other times I could really care less. It really isn't all that it's cracked up to be. I'll be waiting for the evening spending time with our friends having coffee and hashing the day over.
I'm the kind of person that likes to make an average day special.....doing something that just makes me smile, sharing caramels at the park with my mom while feeding geese popcorn, walking the dog with friends, working in the yard on a sunny day, having people over for dinner just because, singing around the house with my hubby.
Putting a bunch of people in one house with different views and different lives to eat and give gifts just doesn't do anything for me. I love my family and friends, I don't love when they are all together. I mostly like them individually or a few at a time, it's much more do able.
