Christmas, Etc..
I have never seen the live-action film version of “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” starring Jim Carrey and directed by Ron Howard and have no particular desire to see it.
I will likely not purchase one single present or gift for Christmas this year. I had purchased one Christmas gift earlier this year, which was intended for my then still wife, but I don’t plan on giving it to her and will likely just re-sale it at some point. The last time I didn’t buy or give at least one Christmas present was probably over twenty years ago. I’ve always enjoyed giving more than receiving. And this Christmas, which will be depressing on many fronts, is going to be even worse since I can’t give anything but will likely receive a few presents.
Have not curated a Christmas playlist on Spotify yet this year, and don’t think I’ll get around to it. I will still have plenty of exposure to Christmas music, which I love, but don’t have the energy or heart to make my own specific playlist. I used to make an annual Christmas mixtape(CD) on Thanksgiving weekend, which I then handed out as many copies as possible to friends, family, co-workers. I did this for nearly a decade before I needed to take a break and never picked it back up. But occasionally I will get a Facebook wall post from someone in my past that received one of those Christmas mixes and they’ll tell me how much they appreciated it and still listen to it when the season rolls around and that makes me feel good. Some traditions run their course and leave nothing but good memories behind.
I keep thinking about my ex-wife and her family and what their Christmas is going to be like this year. Will it be bit sadder because I’m not a part of it or will it just be another year? A story that was told and re-told a lot during the lead up to our wedding was how on Christmas 2012 my ex was invited to sit on the lap of her then 3 year-old nephew Jack who was pretending to be Santa Claus and asked her what she wanted for Christmas. She jokingly asked for Santa to bring her a boyfriend, which Santa Jack replied that it while it would be hard to do, he would try his best. By February 2013 we had our first date and Santa Jack’s promise was fulfilled. Jack turned 7 on Sunday. Over half of his life he has known me as his Aunt’s boyfriend, then husband. I wonder how long it will be before he can barely remember me at all anymore.
I will likely not purchase one single present or gift for Christmas this year. I had purchased one Christmas gift earlier this year, which was intended for my then still wife, but I don’t plan on giving it to her and will likely just re-sale it at some point. The last time I didn’t buy or give at least one Christmas present was probably over twenty years ago. I’ve always enjoyed giving more than receiving. And this Christmas, which will be depressing on many fronts, is going to be even worse since I can’t give anything but will likely receive a few presents.
Have not curated a Christmas playlist on Spotify yet this year, and don’t think I’ll get around to it. I will still have plenty of exposure to Christmas music, which I love, but don’t have the energy or heart to make my own specific playlist. I used to make an annual Christmas mixtape(CD) on Thanksgiving weekend, which I then handed out as many copies as possible to friends, family, co-workers. I did this for nearly a decade before I needed to take a break and never picked it back up. But occasionally I will get a Facebook wall post from someone in my past that received one of those Christmas mixes and they’ll tell me how much they appreciated it and still listen to it when the season rolls around and that makes me feel good. Some traditions run their course and leave nothing but good memories behind.
I keep thinking about my ex-wife and her family and what their Christmas is going to be like this year. Will it be bit sadder because I’m not a part of it or will it just be another year? A story that was told and re-told a lot during the lead up to our wedding was how on Christmas 2012 my ex was invited to sit on the lap of her then 3 year-old nephew Jack who was pretending to be Santa Claus and asked her what she wanted for Christmas. She jokingly asked for Santa to bring her a boyfriend, which Santa Jack replied that it while it would be hard to do, he would try his best. By February 2013 we had our first date and Santa Jack’s promise was fulfilled. Jack turned 7 on Sunday. Over half of his life he has known me as his Aunt’s boyfriend, then husband. I wonder how long it will be before he can barely remember me at all anymore.
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