December Blues
Growing up I used to look forward to December for lots of reasons the best reason is that Christmas was in December and I really like Christmas and everything the season brings.
I wish that I could go back to that time in life when all December brought me was gifts from Santa and good food to eat with lots of family. But, I was in a such a hurry to grow up like most kids are. I had it all planned out too. I was going to celebrate Christmas in my own big house with the biggest greenest tree I could find too. Of course the house would have to have a chimney for Santa. And of course the roof had to be strong enough for the reindeer to land safely. Santa would find his cookies and milk on a table near the tree and some treats for the reindeer too. That was my 6 year old self talking and thinking back then.
Now, over 40 years later I wish that I was back to those simple times in life when each December was so simple and days for the most part were simple and I had no worries except who was going to be my friend in the first grade. This December has turned out to be almost a Christmas and December nightmare all in one day. Don't get me wrong I still am blessed in many ways but you know how you can be having a pretty good day and then it happens, the phone rings and on the other end of the call that you hate to answer is bad new blues. That happened to me today.
I was happily making tacos for lunch and thinking about the cupcakes I was going to make later for my son and my cell rang. I told my son to see who it was and the minute he told me I was transformed into a not so happy mood. It was my landlord and he wasn't calling to wish me a Merry Christmas. So, after the phone call about have I found a place yet, which I told him I hadn't and me thinking that he thinks finding a place is a simple as opening your front door and going from one house to another I decided that I am not going to let him or the stress of the day steal my joy of enjoying the rest of the day and enjoying the rest of my December.
This will be the last December in this house and usually that would make me sort of sad because it is an ending and a not so happy ending. But, it almost feels like a weight will be lifted from my shoulders. I am not exactly why but I believe and have to believe that when this door closes for the last time a new better door will be opening. Our family has weathered many storms on this earth over the years and right now the storm door is open but just like the weather the rain won't last.
So, I put on some Christmas music for me and some Christmas movies for my son and did what I like to do best on a cold icy December afternoon I turned on my oven and proceeded to mix the batter for cupcakes just not any cupcakes though my sons favorite worm cupcakes.
And that was enough to put the smile back on my face today.
I wish that I could go back to that time in life when all December brought me was gifts from Santa and good food to eat with lots of family. But, I was in a such a hurry to grow up like most kids are. I had it all planned out too. I was going to celebrate Christmas in my own big house with the biggest greenest tree I could find too. Of course the house would have to have a chimney for Santa. And of course the roof had to be strong enough for the reindeer to land safely. Santa would find his cookies and milk on a table near the tree and some treats for the reindeer too. That was my 6 year old self talking and thinking back then.
Now, over 40 years later I wish that I was back to those simple times in life when each December was so simple and days for the most part were simple and I had no worries except who was going to be my friend in the first grade. This December has turned out to be almost a Christmas and December nightmare all in one day. Don't get me wrong I still am blessed in many ways but you know how you can be having a pretty good day and then it happens, the phone rings and on the other end of the call that you hate to answer is bad new blues. That happened to me today.
I was happily making tacos for lunch and thinking about the cupcakes I was going to make later for my son and my cell rang. I told my son to see who it was and the minute he told me I was transformed into a not so happy mood. It was my landlord and he wasn't calling to wish me a Merry Christmas. So, after the phone call about have I found a place yet, which I told him I hadn't and me thinking that he thinks finding a place is a simple as opening your front door and going from one house to another I decided that I am not going to let him or the stress of the day steal my joy of enjoying the rest of the day and enjoying the rest of my December.
This will be the last December in this house and usually that would make me sort of sad because it is an ending and a not so happy ending. But, it almost feels like a weight will be lifted from my shoulders. I am not exactly why but I believe and have to believe that when this door closes for the last time a new better door will be opening. Our family has weathered many storms on this earth over the years and right now the storm door is open but just like the weather the rain won't last.
So, I put on some Christmas music for me and some Christmas movies for my son and did what I like to do best on a cold icy December afternoon I turned on my oven and proceeded to mix the batter for cupcakes just not any cupcakes though my sons favorite worm cupcakes.
And that was enough to put the smile back on my face today.
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