Ok, it’s been way too long since I have written on this here blog, so I thought it was about time to lay down some thoughts. As Lil Wayne puts it in Let it Rock “I’m back like I forgot something…” Christmas is less than a week away, and not surprisingly I am lacking in festive cheer. I am not sure on the exact reasons for this, but I can speculate on a number.
Ever since I left home, back in August 2005, Christmas’ have never really felt the same. It was like a defining moment in my life with regards to the child-like excitement I was able(/allowed) to feel for Christmas. Up until I left home, I used to buy my Mum and Dad gifts, and perhaps some family members and friends, however, I didn’t feel the pressure of having to significantly impress with the status of my gift. Since then however, all I have been able to think when gift buying is “have I got this person enough to demonstrate my love and appreciation of them in my life?” Now, I believe that it is this pressure that has contributed to my declining festive cheer over the past four years.
On a side note, this is why I love writing Christmas cards so much (for those of you who were fortunate enough to receive one). Subtle, yet sweet and all the while exhibiting a love for the recipient by taking the time to handwrite a personal message.
Another major contributor to my decline for the love of Christmas is the fact that Christmas is a time to be at home with family and friends. However, the last Christmas I spent in NZ was way back in 2007. Now albeit, last Christmas was spent with my former girlfriend Ali and her family and that was an enjoyable experience in the Northeast. However, summer Christmas’ will always have a slightly more resonating effect on me just because these are what I grew up with.
Going along with this idea of not being home for Christmas is also the issue that I haven’t seen my Mum for Christmas since 2007. I have seen her this year in May when she came over for my graduation from Appalachian, however, the flights back to NZ (especially over this holiday period and travelling from the East Coast) are horrendously expensive and a plane ticket is one cannot afford on a Graduate Assistantship stipend. With some hard saving of my stipend over the next 12months I am hoping to see my Mum’s beautiful face again, and also wade in the Pacific ocean over a summer Christmas spent at home in NZ.
As highlighted in the preceding paragraph, not seeing a significant person in your life over this festive period is obviously a downer on your festive cheer. Consequently, as I result of diverging life paths, this is the first Christmas in three that I won’t be with Ali. Although my festive cheer had been declining in the Christmas’ up until now, her love for this time of the year always seemed to perk me up about the holiday spirit. Although I would verbally despise her playing of classic Christmas songs and other cheesy holiday rituals, I would secretly appreciate the fact that she would help me get in the mood for what I know is an important time of the year.
This therefore highlights my dilemma, I understand the importance of this time of the year (religiously and as a time of being united with loved ones) however, I am still struggling to find my cheer.
This Christmas for me is going to be a “non-traditional” one. My Dad and I have been planning to road trip out West for a while, to explore the final frontier of our respective U.S. adventures, before my Dad once again returns to NZ. We are going to be spending Christmas with a friend of his in South Dakota before carrying on our merry way to various other tourist sites (Mt. Rushmore, Colorado, Grand Canyon, and Las Vegas) and catching up with other friends. I am tremendously excited about the sites I will get to see and the people I will get to catch up with.
Therefore, although Christmas day itself may not be one that is stereotypical, I pose you the following question; Is spending time with my father (which has been very infrequent over the past 2 years) and visiting friends not seen on a regular basis, what Christmas is about? Perhaps this year, only once our adventure is completed, is when I will fully recognize my festive spirit.
I hope you all have a Merry Christmas and a happy new year.
Love Cam
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