I’m trying ever so hard to get into the Christmas spirit, and yet it seems that it gets harder and harder every year. At first, I thought it was because I work in retail, and, let’s face it, that alone is enough to do anybody in. But I’m really starting to believe it’s more than that. I absolutely love spending the holidays with my husband, but lately, I’ve been feeling that something is missing. Then today it hit me. I want a child in my life to share all of this with. I want to stay up late on Christmas Eve cursing the phrase “Some Assembly Required”. I want to be woken up at 5:00 AM on Christmas morning. I want to yawn over my first cup of coffee while I watch the kids tear open the wrapping paper and squeal about their cool new toys. Mostly, I want to share the joys of the Christmases that I had with my own kids.
So, yeah, I’m a little sad, and not quite in the spirit. But I’m trying. So if I seem a little down, don’t take it personally. I’m dong everything I can.