Why I Hate The Holidays

Christmas time is here, there's no getting around it. And whatever holiday you celebrate, whatever religion you are a part of, this time of the season seems to cheer people up.

As for me, it depresses me. It's been depressing me for about 3 years now. Ever since my mom moved out, I've grown a sad feeling this time of year. The reason being? Because I know she's sitting by herself at her house, no presents, no one to say Merry Christmas too, no one to make hot cocoa for, no Christmas tree, no stockings to fill, nothing. And everytime I flip on ABC Family's 25 Days Of Christmas, I can't help but cry because I know she's watching it by herself, wishing to be with me & Matt. I remember how we used to watch Charlie Brown together, and how she always used to tell me when Nester The Long-Eared Donkey was on. I remember walking through the house and loving all the Christmas decorations that she had set up. I remember around Thanksgiving too, when I'd come downstairs and she'd be making all sorts of breads, and the house would smell like a bakery. Or on Easter, when she'd color eggs with me & Matt.

Now, everything's gone. I'm hoping and praying to god that she stays sober for when Matt & I come over her house the Saturday after Thanksgiving. If she does, then I'll make plans to come over at some point during Christmas time. I just need to see her. It's been 4, almost 5 months now since I've last her, and I miss her. I want to rekindle our mother-daughter relationship.

What do I want for Christmas, you ask?
A mother that is more then just a voice on the phone.
Posted on November 25th, 2008 at 06:58pm

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