I would love a Christmas that exuded that which we see in films. This is what comes to me as I sit watching Scrooge this evening (the version with Patrick Steward) and contemplating how nice it would be if those who have caused pain in life had to wear chains in purgatory. As they do in this version of the movie, Scrooge is a timeless classic which my family and I watch every year together
But the happy ending, is life ever that perfect? Is it just that we expect too much from a culture that nourishes the extreme? It seems as though everyone around me either loves or hates this time of year. Christmas exudes a passion in people that can either be their best or their worst. Is it possible that we expect too much from one day? I think so. Although Christmas is normally my favorite time of year, traditions are set in place that if I don’t make I get quite upset by. I always remember that one interview with Frank Skinner where he admitted that while he was addicted to alcohol, he sat alone on Christmas day in his pajamas and masturbated.
For example, this year I was asked to work on Christmas Eve. I was really upset by the possibility of spending my Christmas eve in a bar, earning money instead of stuffing my face by the fire surrounded by family in my usual Christmas tradition. I think change can be unsettling. However, this is a very ungrateful attitude to life. Although of course I would prefer not to work my favorite time of year, it is obnoxious to identify this as a problem when a lot of people would love this opportunity to work, or get the hours or even be with such a loving family. But it is around this time when a look back at the previous year can lead many people to feel down trotted and lonely. Christmas can lead to many suicidal thoughts which can be enhanced by the weather at this time of year. It is a time to thank God when you have a loving family. And if you don’t and feel alone, seek some companionship through attending church and various voluntary groups such as SVP.
I think that Christmas can lead us to think about the past year and whether it has been a good one. I always see it as a time of creativity, Where with money I get for Christmas I emerge myself in some project for a number of weeks. Last year I enveloped myself in abstract art for the holidays, two years before I learned how to play the guitar and this year I have been writing daily. When I go to college, I agonize over grades until the end of term tests, Christmas and Summer are the only times I can relax and rediscover passions. And although it is a horrible time for a lot of people, it just makes me feel blessed.