Friday, December 4, 2009

My Christmas Wish

It's snowing in Houston, Texas today. I don't know how many people realize how rare and special this is, but it instantly puts all the Scrooges in good spirits. It's cold and wet, but what a beautiful mess.

The holiday season is always very introspective for me; from family memories to soul searching, it's just something about this time of year that makes me look inside rather than out. Last night in my "sleep," which is always a mixture of subconscious thoughts and tossing-and-turning motions, I recalled something very special from my childhood that for a while, I had forgotten: the smell of freshly-cut Christmas trees. I remember being at home on cold nights, and I never knew when, but my dad would come in the door dragging a HUGE Christmas tree (usually so tall, it would have to be cut to fit in the door).

The smell of the Douglas fir tree (always my favorite and requested kind) would fill the house for weeks; oh, how times have changed. Now, Christmas time means finals, term papers, but every now and then, I take a few hours to go to the Houston Galleria to buy gifts for family and friends and just inhale the scents of cinnamon apple candles and June Christy's or Nat King Cole's swingin' Christmas music (maybe a little Michael Buble').

So, as I was thinking about Christmas gifts for my very meticulous mother, I asked my friend in class what she was getting her mother for Christmas and her response made me tingle. I said, "Hey, what are you getting your mom for Christmas" and she replied with, "Oh, after the longest search ever, my mom finally found a bone marrow donor match for her transplant, and I don't think anyone in my family wants another gift this year; This is the best gift any of us could've wished for." My eyes started tearing up immediately, and in that instant I realized what this whole Christmas holiday is all about.

I know sometimes I come across as being a little "cold" or mean, but the truth is, I have so much love in my heart it's overwhelming. Whether you believe in baby Jesus being born on Christmas day or not, this holiday season, spread love, because that's really what it's all about. I will continue to go to the malls looking for presents because I love the atmosphere, but I have already vowed to not give only material gifts this year. I'm not the most artistic person, but I know how to express my love for others through writing, and that's exactly what I plan to do this Christmas. Friends, family members, co-workers, I love you all and I hope my attempt to spread the love inspires you all to do the same.

We all have so much to be grateful for this year. If you are reading this, you are most likely in good health and good spirits, meaning some divinity, crate of knowledge or intuition kept you from being harmed or even dead right now, and that's enough to be beyond grateful for. Last, but not least, take a little time out of your days this holiday season (and hopefully beyond the season) to show someone love. Pick a random person -- someone you rarely talk to, or the closest person to you and send positive energy their way. Not everyone deserves to be rich or famous our beautiful, but everyone deserves to be loved. If God didn't give us anything else, He gave us that right, and we deserve it unconditionally. I hope I sparked a change in someone's heart today, because it's the only reason I write.

Until next time...


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