Sublimely enjoyable Christmas parties this past weekend and today.
It’s very weird to get mixed up in family politics, and no doubt, I shall be flamed or ridiculed by the masses (aka: the two members of my family who read my blog) for even posting such nonsense, but I’m really confused by the general concern of humans. And I have a voice.
I can go out with friends, loved ones, even strangers, and everything is okay. We stumble and fall; sometimes, someone pisses us off. But we know there are certain things that are important, things both ineffable and necessary to society, so strong that we should be able to rise up against conflict and better ourselves as humans when all is said and done. But some people don’t realize that. Some people don’t choose to realize that. And isn’t that sad?
I’ve spent the past, oh, six months, maybe longer, surrounding myself with good people and celebrating life and all it has to offer. I’ve failed sometimes. I watched others fail. But I am always me.
I have deliberately not involved myself with juvenile behavior and, rather, reached out with arms in embrace despite knowing there were no arms offering embrace in return.
Why hurt your parents? Why hurt your children? The only ones suffering are them, not me, whom you intend to punish. I feel the pain only because I see how the cruelty affects my loved ones, and that, in the spirit of the holidays, is just inhuman, and solidifies everything I’ve thought of you in the past two years. It’s a shame, because growing up, I always named heroes in my RPGs after you.
This is my blog; I choose to love.
Happy (almost) Christmas, everyone! Again, decide to love; it’s the best way to live.
x
A Christmas fez!
