Me: No more Christmas at home...

At least for a while...

I thoroughly enjoyed my time at home this year. I don't know if I was running from the Luke situation or the cold or my life and denial of what's happening to me. Who really knows.

I spent 1000 bucks that I didn't have to travel down and be with my whole family after a 4.5 year hiatus. And we had a great time. We ate, we talked, we drank, we played games, we slept, we reconciled, we built on the future.

But I've had enough. My Mom is tearing our family apart. And for someone who already hates Christmas and the commerciality and superficiality of it all, I just have no tolerance for bullshit. Especially cold bullshit. So I think next year, if I'm on Christmas, I'm heading south to the Bahamas or some place warm, inclusive, and wonderful.

This does not mean, however, that I won't be without the love of Christmas music. Music seems to be becoming more and more of what I need to heal my broken heart and torn soul. I found this compilation that includes quite possibly, my favorite Christmas song ever. It's called "Baby what You Gonna Be?" by Natalie Sleeth. I sang it in 7th grade and haven't forgotten it since.

It's beautiful when it's done correctly and therein lives it's true beauty because it's one of the hardest songs for a choir to sing and sing well. Trust me, I've lived through it twice.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xnPxBpYY5z0

Listen, absorb, smile, weep. Life is good...