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Sunday, December 25, 2005

Christmas Time

“Another Year is over,
Another Year has passed.
Situations have gone in a flash”

I can’t remember which one of my songs that is from but I think it’s appropriate to start me off!! Haven’t have much time to write over the last few weeks in the diary cos of college and stuff. But it’s Christmas Day so I have no excuse for my lack of time now!

Everyone is zipping around in their Christmas spirit. I have felt Christmassy since I was 14. Not since my Mothers passing have enjoyed the “Season of Good Will”. All those tingles of Santa coming on Christmas Eve I had when I was younger are well gone. Just to hear “Oh Come all ye Faithful” and say to myself, “Yippee!”

Maybe Christmas has a new meaning for me now. Slowing down, relaxing with family and friends. I dunno.

When we were younger we used put our “Christmas Bags” in the hot press upstairs and we would jump into bed after Midnight Mass and try and fight the Sandman coming, but it was always useless, he would always win!! Whoever awoke first would wake the other two brothers and we would drag our bags into our bedrooms and show off to each other “How class Santa was this year”. We would eat chocolate for our breakfast from our custom stockings from above the fire place. We would continue to play until one o’ clock when our “Clothes for Best” clothes were pulled onto us and those shoes that weighed a tonne and pinched our toes were put onto our feet. We would then jump into the car and spend the rest of the day pulling crackers and eating our fill in my aunts house in town until it was so late I couldn’t stay awake.

But those days are long gone. I reckon not till I start a family of my own will I feel those tingles again. I hope.

Happy Christmas to everyone and may you all find love and happiness in the year to come!!

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