The Day After CHRISTmas!

Waking up for Christmas yesterday wasn't exactly the way that I envisioned it to be. The joys of the Christmas holiday were not exactly felt. The night before I had fallen to sleep on a slightly uncomfortable checkered color sofa in the living room of my grandparents home. I awaken to a smell that I thought was pancakes and bacon but upon further investigation it was just my auntie and my mama finishing up the Christmas dinner lol. Bellow me lay my two younger cousins and my sister stiff as boards indulging in their sleep. My grandmothers entire house was occupied by my uncles, aunts and cousins spending the Christmas holiday down in Shreveport, Louisiana. As I stepped over my cousin Jamal laying on an air mattress blocking the pathway to the bathroom lol I began to feel uneasy. Leaving the bathroom I looked over at the Christmas tree lit up with no presents underneath it. You see, a couple of weeks before I went shopping with my mama and each of my gifts were hand picked...by me. Of course Im grateful but to me the joy of anxious excitement was taken out of the gift receiving process. When I went back to my "couch pallet" I laid down thinking about all the joys of Christmas that I had experienced as a child and the love and sacrifices that my parents bestowed upon me through the gifts they gave. I felt reassured that I was now beginning to get older and that the mystery of Christmas had come to pass. Thinking deeper I thought about the true and most relevant reason that I celebrated Christmas as a Christian and gift giving wasn't at the top of the list. The excitement that I once felt will always be something to remember. But the relevancy of Christmas will be something that I will never forget.