I've already seen the extreme highs and the extreme lows that often take place during the holiday season.
On one hand, I have a 58 year-old, alcoholic brother-in-law who seems hell bent on drinking himself to death. He just got out of the hospital (the fourth time in less that two months.) He's going to have Christmas dinner with us tomorrow by himself because his wife of 35 years has had enough.
On the other hand, I have a twelve-year old granddaughter who was absolutely beside herself with excitement and glee last night in anticipation of opening presents. Even when our kids were growing up I can't recall either one of them being as 'off the walls' excited as Kara was.
I think we all wish we could package up and savor all the magic, excitement and glee we had for Christmas as young kids growing up. Nowadays most of the time it falls short -- and sometimes 'really' falls short. But once in a blue moon, we're granted some special moments -- like the one I experienced last night watching my pre-teen girl go bonkers when she realized Grandma and Grandpa had gotten her the Apple watch she'd been hoping against all hope for.
Yeah, Christmas has gotten pretty contrived over the passing years and it's easy to let the holidays get you down. But if you try looking for the magic, it is still to be found. Here's hoping you have a very Merry Christmas, Crazy. And everybody else too!