So I find myself home on Christmas Eve, just the place I want to be. However, this Christmas feels a little different. The holiday season has felt different for the past two years simply because I come from college (an independent environment) to a place where people care when you are going to be home. This and the fact that you are now a guest in the home you grew up in, makes for some different feelings. However, this year feels even more different. My younger sister now has her driver's license and boy problems. Two things that I am completely unequipt to deal with. Also, my uncle is coming with his 8,000 children. Don't get me wrong, I am happy and excited for them to come, I have just become so removed from children to past few years to the part that they almost scare me (not kidding!!).
Yet, there are still more differences this year that deal mostly with me. This year, I find myself wishing and hoping that certain people will like their gifts. Almost to the point where I get frustrated and angry because everything has to be perfect for them. This is a completely new experience for me. I know, deep down (somewhere) that they will enjoy what ever I get for them, or even just the time I spend with them, but still, it has to be perfect. I lay up at night searching my mind for just the perfect gift. Luckily these people are not immediate family and so, I will not be feeling their wrath come Christmas Day - that shall come later.
Monday, December 24, 2007
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Just wanted you to know I totally love the duct tape and flowers you got me for Christmas. The flowers died even though they were plastic, but the duct tape will live on for years to come in many various and divers places.
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