Christmas:)

When I was nine years old, I came to the hard realization that Santa was not real. I remember pestering my mom with my questions about Santa, inquiring an explanation of how Santa gives me presents if we do not have a fireplace. She did not have an answer for me, so I continued to bother her. Eventually, she told me that "Santa is real in our hearts". Then she explained to me how he lived a really long time, and how family and friends do presents. I was kind of upset about Santa, but the reason I was crying was because I was mad I was lied to for nine years. I told my mom I couldn't trust her anymore and she ruined my Christmas. Obviously, I got over it within the week and had a wonderful Christmas. Nowadays, things are a little different. Not as many gifts, and a lot less exctiting. The gifts don't really matter to me, unless I'm giving them. Speaking of which, I still haven't done ANY of my shopping. This Christmas has been the weirdest probably. My dad has been stationed in Toronto and Calgary for the last 6 weeks, and doesn't come home until the 22nd. I'm used to him being gone for a week or so, but never this long. I realized how much I love him and miss my Dad when he's away. The holiday's are just strange without him. We currently have no oven, which meant I couldn't bake any cookies, except for my special chocolate chip ones that I made at my neighbors house. Ususally we have a whole bunch of people coming over on Christmas Eve, but it's small this year and not many people are coming. I feel kind of blue about it, and I dont know why. I'm not sure if ir's because im getting older, the weird warm weather, or the fact I've yet to put all of the ornaments on the tree. The point is though, Christmas is all about sharing the Holidays with people you love. If that's all I recieve this year, I'm blessed.:)