Those trees always make me sad. You know the ones I’m talking about. The ones with all the tags on them with lists of gifts for a little boy or little girl. We picked one up today at our bank. I wanted to take all of them and buy everything single thing on every single list. But, instead, we picked a little boy the same age as Mini.
I always get sad thinking about the kids who see other kids so excited about Christmas but who may not get gifts themselves. And the parents who would love nothing more than to have the luxury of buying gifts…instead of choosing to put food on the table or keeping the electricity on.
It’s sad to think that the one time of year that should be about giving (of yourself, not just of gifts), is also the one time of year that makes it all more obvious that there are haves and have-nots… and that I routinely forget to be grateful about which side of the line I’m one.
You can thank me later for being Debbie Downer.
From now on, I'm declaring this a Bummer Free Zone.