The Gift of a Good Cry
"It's the most wonderful time of the yearrrrrr..." Has anyone seen that commercial for The Bachelor? Normally, I wouldn't have, but we were visiting Jason's grandparents after Christmas and I saw it on TV. I immediately started laughing. A snarky type of laughter. Not about those poor, beautiful girls crying over a situation that they, themselves , went through a rigorous auditioning process to be placed in. No, instead, I was snickering about how the twisted humor to be found in sobbing hysterically at the most wonderful time of the year applies to this poor woman. Aqui, estoy. Flashback, Christmas Eve. Okay... just before Christmas Eve... This year, I felt like I was pretty much on top of the whole holiday thing. I wanted my family to be focused more on how important the birth of Christ is and not on how important the presents were. I had persevered through the entire Christmas card stamp...