Tis the season to eat.
Tis the season to smile.
Tis the season to live.
Alas! It finally is the season where everyone can be happy at the same time!
Oh wait.
Shouldn't that be everyday?
We treat Christmas time like this sacred time were everyone needs to be happy and joyful all the time. Life is perfect along with every strung light-bulb and snowflake that falls.
But once Christmas is over.
Blam.
Spell-check is judging me for typing 'blam'.
Well. BLAM. Ptthhsbbsth. Deal with it.
Anywho.
Once Christmas is over everyone goes back to their grumpy faces and store away the masks for next year.
Why can't it be Christmas all year round? Yeah, the lights won't be up and snow won't be falling. But why are we so tight the rest of the year? Why are we so tight living our lives? Why are we so afraid of living?
A friend of mine from Minnesota, let's chit-chat about her for a bit.
One day a lack of contentment blundered over her. Living in a small town wasn't her desire and her job was too bland. She snapped her fingers in wonderment as a brilliant idea sparked in her brain. "I'm gonna live with my cousin in New York City". So, she talked it over with her cousin. She sold everything she owned and moved to New York. No job, no place to go back to if her plan backfired. She had nothing but her life.
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| The view from her window. |
She has a job now, plenty of friends and a never-ending adventure of living in New York.
On November 11, 2012, an adventure happened.
She still lives there, she's as happy as ever.
'Living' is an understatement. It's not just breathing, it's so, so, much more.
It's trying new things, doing things you're terrible at but enjoying it anyway, striving to beat records and setting goals. It's dreaming and wondering and learning and speaking and feeling and hearing and having your breath taken away by the amount of pure, enjoyable, living.
If we all could live a wondrous life, if we all could love life as it should be loved...
It would be Christmas all year round.
~Anna
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