Christmas. it use to mean soooooo much to me, I use to be so excited. but just as the excitement came, it went. Christmas meant more than gifts. it meant, waking up to my mother opening my door singing 'It's Christmas'. waking up to ALL the gifts that just appeared under the tree. sitting in the living room with the tree lights on. handing my mom the gift she really didn't care for but accepted it because that's what made us happy. her face was my Christmas, her handing me gifts with no name on them and the same wrapping and knew which belongs to which. wondering how the hell she did that? SHE was my Christmas.
Funny how childhood things come to an end, my first Christmas was when I was 9 and my last Christmas was at 18. ... psh, time flies.
I love you so Much, mommie. Rest In Peace, Christmas.
10 months, did it go by THAT FRICKIN FAST? smh
MY Christmas 2010.
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