This was our morning yesterday, the kids made out like bandits, and we lazed about all day. Seth and I didn’t exchange gifts this year at my request. In the past he has always gifted me something super thoughtful/expensive, but given how perpetually sad my bank account is, I could never reciprocate. So I thought it would be best to forgo the guilt that comes with getting and not giving. The best gift he could ever give me is his love and presence, and I get that every single day. We did, however, receive some very thoughtful gifts from friends and family, for which I am so grateful. When I was in my 20s, I really disliked this holiday, and wished very much my family would forgo it entirely. As I get older, and now that I have kids, I find that stance has softened considerably. I am an atheist, so the religious aspect of it doesn’t get me, but I do look forward to all the stupid little things. Getting the tree, christmas baking, the pure joy and anticipation present in my daughter, even the fact that we have a “christmas box” delights me a little bit. Whatever you did or didn’t do, I hope all of you had a great day yesterday. Happy Festivus!
(Seth really loves me.)
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