I wake up on Christmas, out of smokes. I throw on my sweats, stocking cap, try to find something that’s open. There’s a convenience store on High Street, I drive that way.
I go in, get some smokes, say Merry Christmas to the clerk, leave.
As I’m pulling out, I see a co-worker from the hotel, getting out of his car. I roll down my window. What’s up, my man! He comes up to the car, says hello. I say, what are you up to today? You having dinner with the family? He says, no…this is a tough time for me. I don’t have any family. Just a sister, and she doesn’t live here.
That just breaks my heart.
Couple hours later, I’m in the car, driving to Cedar Rapids, to be with my family. I think of him, and all those that don’t have family to be with on Christmas. I feel extra lucky. I’m not a HUGE fan of Christmas, but try to be a trooper about it. But I do know that I would be super depressed if I wasn’t able to spend it with my family.
So here’s to those who don’t have family to spend with on Christmas. I feel for you. And to those that do, take a moment out of your day to appreciate the gift of having a family to spend the day with, and think good thoughts for those that are less fortunate.
Merry Christmas 2018. God bless.