
Christmas has always been a hard season for me... I've never really liked it. I can never really pin point the exact reason i have such an aversion for it but its more a feeling i get. there are some memories that have produced these feelings. like the Christmas i was about 12 and found ALL my Christmas presents before Christmas and i hated all of them, i tearfully told my mom of my findings and being the wonderful mother she is she returned them all and bought the things i wanted.
There are ALL the many Christmases that i was single, which was a huge heartache and struggle for me, it was alot of these years of being single that i developed some of the bad self images i have of myself. So each year at Christmas was just a HUGE negative milestone for me and confirmation of my negative thoughts of myself.
Then there are the years of working in retail during the Christmas season. the years of Christmas starting the end of august for me and having to listen to the same Christmas music for 8 weeks straight. the materialistic part of Christmas was too much for me to handle. the MEAN people out there during the holiday season. the LONG hours, and the demand to perform certain unrealistic expectations all for the sake of making more money. This would often bring me to tears at the end of the day during the holiday season.
When i was 25 i finally had a boyfriend during Christmas, that was a fun Christmas other than the fact that i finally had my own store which was in the mall... even the most cheerful of holiday persons would have been brought to tears like i was.
The following Christmas, after much on again off again with the same boyfriend, we celebrated it together but this time is was all a lie because i knew in my heart i was in the wrong relationship and the honest truth was that i was doing things to myself that were very self destructive.
The following Christmas was with Ted. That was a very nice Christmas, we were madly in love, freshly married and waiting for Zerrell to arrive but despite all the excitement i was once again working in a money hungry company with a nasty boss. it was during this Christmas season that my boss accused me of being a bad manager for not punishing one of my partners and continued to tell me that if i couldn't even manage adults what type of mother was i going to be in the future? it was one of those moments that you are SO caught off guard you cant even respond. i waited till i left work and was home with ted to burst into tears.. ted wanted me to quite that moment and sue.
The following Christmas i was a stay at home mom but the nasty taste of Christmas from all of the years before was heavy and i didn't enjoy it much. the following Christmas i was a mother of two, we had our own place, but we knew Ted would be deploying in afew shorts months and in my mind all i could think about was him leaving. which brings us to last year... NO TED. The whole season was just very very painful. we had just left ted in Germany, so the pain and anxiety of separation was still very fresh, there wasn't a scab over it yet. I did all the shopping myself, our family Christmas picture was without ted, every damn song on the radio was "I'll be home for Christmas" i knew ted was suffering where he was too. we were able to sykpe Christmas morning and he saw the kids open all their presents.
So you see why i just don't like Christmas. i cant ever really remember having that magical feeling of "looking forward" to Christmas. I'm not a scrooge. we decorate our house, i try to make tradition for the kids. As God would have it Christmas is Ted's favorite season. he loves Christmas, he has many happy memories of Christmas.
I am writing this long novel to bring out this one point. THIS IS THE FIRST TIME SINCE I CAN HONESTLY REMEMBER THAT I AM TRULY EXCITED FOR CHRISTMAS! Its December 2ND and the whole house it decked out! i even put decoration up in the bathroom! We have been listening to Christmas music since the day after thanksgiving. we have holiday activities planned and are excited about them. Its a wonderful feeling!
Through all of this time though i find myself being unable to hold tears back. i cry at least 2 times a day. granted I'm 8 month pregnant but its more than that. While i am finally experiencing this magical season i am grieving the past. my old therapist once told me that when i am trying to create new memories to over come the old bad memories that i will be at this happy place and still be crying. but that that is OK.. give into the tears because while you are happy in this moment you are still grieving the past. and i find myself shedding tears for so many reason. alot having to do with my past(old self imagine are the hardest things to change) and also i finally figured out that even though Ted is home, safe and sound and we are good, that i hardly let myself cry last year, i couldn't. it was too painful, i had to keep busy. so NOW i am finally able to shed and shed and shed all my tears from the past year of NO TED. its a weird feeling to be happy one moment then burst into tears the next. but i know the tears are there and they NEED to come, they NEED to flow and so i let them!
I know the rest of my Christmas might not be as magical as this one but for now i am living it up!
