What Christmas Means to Me
When I was younger, Christmas was solely a time for presents, family gatherings, and a lot of patience. Those who say the holiday season is of joy and peace completely miss out the principle of patience. My brother and I would hang out by the Christmas tree staring at the presents (or trying to look through the sides of the wrapping paper) and listening to Christmas music. But with all of those yearly traditions, I never fully realized what Christmas meant to me. Everyone says that as you get older, Christmas is quite different. There’s not as much joy or excitement. I guess it might be because of all the responsibilities and things we realize when we grow up. There’s more stress (obviously because of homework, the grand disturber of the human soul), we don’t really play with toys anymore or believe in Santa Claus. So sometimes we just believe that Christmas is a children’s holiday. We know its about Jesus’ birth, but we treat the story just like another page in history. But tha...