I'm glad when its over as well most years. Sure there is parts and pieces I love most times such as seeing the young ones open their presents, shopping for gifts, decorating the tree, even getting a few gifts I really love of my own, and of course praising the true meaning of Christmas. But sure there are those family strains, ones I just don't have much in common with anymore, many who live far away in cities and such. Ones I have disagreements with and such. Memories of better Christmas's and the loved ones whom are gone. Ailments and pains that we have that can dampen our spirits. My birthday being the day after only adds to it. Most forget about it lost in the Christmas celebration and hey I'm a year older and usually feel it. I myself don't keep count no more and sometimes I got to quickly count the years when asked how old I am. I'm 37 today. There are those things I've wished I have done by now that I haven't even got too yet! Christmas and my BD brings that right back and smack in my mind. But I realize its part of life and to take it a day by day and be Thankful for what I got and the ones whom are still with me. And to try and cherish and appreciate these new Christmas's but not forget the ones of old. It's just the losses are easier to remember sometimes and it can hurt. Our enjoyment of the Christmas season really changed in '94 with the loss of my older brother whom was like my hero lost in a tragic accident at 15. It's been hard over the years celebrating cmas but it has gotten better. There are always gonna be good ones, tough ones, and then there are the best ones. My first 12 Christmas's were the best ones, this 2018's was a GOOD one here. Just remember to make the best of it that we're not promised another CHRISTMAS.