My Christmas anti Christmas Story
I just thought I would share something from my past. Sorry if this upsets you but I have been holding this in for a long time and I believe it will do me good to let it out.
When I was a boy I remember Christmas and it would fill me with joy. I was an only child with parents that worked 12 to 15 hours a day, even on Christmas. Through all this we still put up a tree and lights to celebrate. I would save all year to get my parents simple things like candles, money clips, cards and various other things a 7 year old could get. I would get presents and Christmas morning I would get to spend time with my mom and dad for a few hours before they went off to work. It was not perfect but it was enough for me.
Then the next year there was no Christmas.
I remember my mom giving me 40 dollars around the start of December and telling me it was my Christmas gift. I thought it was strange but shook it off. There were no lights, and no tree.
This continued on for four years. When I was 11 I got fed up with our lack of holiday cheer and decided to take action. We had our storage unit in our apartments. When my mom was sleeping I took the storage key off her key ring. The next morning I opened up the unit and started digging for our old Christmas tree and lights. It didn't take long to find.
I dragged it into my room and took everything out of the box and began setting up the tree like a madman on a mission. The first thing I noticed was that the stand was broken so I opted to propping it against the corner of my room. It wasn't perfect but it was my leaning Christmas tree. I had never strung lights up on a tree before so I get it my best go. The moment of truth finally came. I plugged in the lights and there it was. Leaning on a slant, no star, lights strung up crooked and randomly but once again it was my tree.
My mom eventually saw and asked me how that got in my room. I told her what I had done and she laughed a little and made a remark about my "ugly" tree. I didn't care it was for me.
Christmas finally came and I woke up, ask expected, to no presents. I just sat in front of my tree for a while and started thinking about Christmas past. I got up to go wish my parents merry Christmas but they had already gone to work.
I sat alone in front of my tree without a thought. All I could do is curl up into a ball and cry. I woke up not knowing how much time had passed but that was when I vowed if I ever had children they would never have to go through what I did.
Thanks for reading, come back next year for another Christmas anti Christmas Story. ( I've had lots of them)
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Georgeio's Subs , the one i went to, is located in university village in seattle. The subs here are pretty amazing and delicious. Now this is not the subway most of you are used to. The meats taste fresh and breads just as much. I will not lie it is a little pricey but for the awesomeness you are about to eat the money is well worth it. if at all possible try to pay in cash when coming here. If you are a huskies fan you should check out this place and all its udub glory.