a lesson revisited

It's been a while. To be honest, I haven't had much to say that wasn't really depressing. Sometimes I hate this time of year for all it's 'meaning' and shit. If you work in retail or any service profession, you will come to realize a great deal about human nature. And the true meaning of Christmas. It's all about ME. Not me, mind you. I'm talking about the majority of humankind I've come in contact with these past few days. I've had people interrupt me, time how long I can help them, and treat me like shit because I couldn't read their minds. I have one more day to be subjected to rude, impatient assholes and then I can have a break. I'm not saying that after tomorrow I won't encounter any at all. It's just amazing how 'the most wonderful time of the year' can bring out the most despicable behavior. That's why I'm grateful for my family. I feel that we get what's really important right now. We know that it isn't about the presents. Because each of us has spent time away from 'home', we understand how important sharing is. And not sharing big expensive things you may never use. I mean sharing laughter and memories and good simple times. Despite what I said in an earlier blog about my problems when I'm with them, I have had the most fun with my family and some of the best memories are from this time of year. Here are but a few of them:

• baking all the cookies and making enormously elaborate ginger bread houses with Mom
  
• trying to stay up to see if animals really do talk at midnight on Christmas
  
• waiting with my sisters until it was time to go downstairs
• waking up our parents, and then waiting for them to get up so we could open presents
• all the great food
• playing games
  
• And laughing-that's one thing my family has always been good at

I really do miss them this time of year, but I always have all those great memories if I can't be with them to make new ones. I want to thank each of them for all the good times we've had and a hope that we will have many more in the future.