"Never liked Christmas. It's so sad", says one of my friends.
"What's the use", says another friend. "I don't believe in Jesus."
I think you're all a couple of Grinches, and you should stop stealing my Christmas spirit.
Christmas is not about Jesus, unless you want it to be. Christmas is not about fulfilling obligations. It doesn't have to be sad, although melancholy is a big part of it.
Let me tell you what Christmas is about from my point of view.
It's the time of year when there are pretty lights at night everywhere.
It's the time of year when you reflect about what you've done, seen and experienced in the last 360 days.
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It's the time of year to spend hours in the kitchen making the best christmas cake ever.
It's the time of year to be happy that you have a family that loves you, and for once accept all of their 'meddling' as having an interest in you, and to realize how lucky you are to have them.
It's the time of year to embrace Disney and watch Home Alone, The Grinch and Mickey's Christmas wearing a huge knit sweater and drinking cups of hot coco.
It's the time of year to drop the attitude, stop being so incredibly mature and just enjoy the nice decorations, lovely smells of cinnamon, chocolate and vanilla coming from the kitchen/bakery/gift shop and lights in the christmas tree.
Get it?