On December 23, I had an appointment with Dr. K, my psychiatrist. I told him I was spending Christmas with friends, and I had no expectations. He said one shouldn't have expectations, and that there is too much hoopla ahead of time causing a great build-up. I know Dr. K. is a Christian, and I like the fact that he says there's too much hoopla because that's not the meaning of Christmas. It was the usual seven minute appointment or maybe eight minutes.
My friend drove me to the appointment and noticed there were a lot of people in the waiting room especially in the evening. I told her it was a large practice with several psychiatrists and many, many counselors. People were probably stressed due to the upcoming Christmas. I use to be that way.
On the 24th, I went to Christmas Vigil Mass. That is the real reason for Christmas. Jesus came as promised and gave us everlasting life. No reason to be bummed out about that! It was a joyous experience.
On the 25th I went to my friends' house and laughed and eat all through the day. You see, I finally got the determination and guts to not spend it with my relatives who are often gray and stormy. I decided for one year to buck tradition. I decided to celebrate with friends. All I knew was that there was going to a brunch. Not knowing what to expect, I didn't expect anything.
This Christmas was a world of difference. The people were light after darkness. So refreshed was I by the different venue, the different people (mostly my age), the different food, and different routine that I wanted to . . . well . . . sing. There was a big giant shiny bow around my shiny, merry Christmas Day. And it happened because I chose to try a new experience.
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