I moved away from my home town in 2010. I’ve spent many Christmas’s alone. It was lonely and hard at first, but today I enjoy it. I have no desire to go be with my family because there are so many unspoken lies and questions. I feel that my family is a complete farce. I’d rather be alone than go back there. Plus, I do spend time with women that I’m dating during the Holidays, just not usually on Christmas morning.
I remember when I was a kid and I’d see someone alone on Christmas, and I’d think to myself what a terrible thing it was. Now I’m older and realize it’s just part of life. Many, many older people end up alone on December 25. It might be you in fifty years. What happens is your spouse dies, and your kids live in another city a long ways away. Or maybe ya’ll don’t get along anymore. This happens to alot of families. I know it happened to mine. When once we were all so close, and now darkness has crept in. Can we forgive? Yes. But forget? Not so quick, especially when people haven’t changed and aren’t willing to admit their wrong doings.
