“Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
Promise, take care of yourself
A greeting you get
Lite a candle and let it burn
Never let hope disappear it is dark now
But it gets brighter again
Lite a candle for everything you believe in
For this planet, we live on
Lite a candle for the children of the earth”
Niklas Stromstedt / Lasse Lindbom
….. and here I land, the most cynical person in the world the when it comes to Christmas.
I wish I could create a post with lovely memories … but I can’t. Because I don’t like Christmas.
It has nothing to do with my childhood – I had fantastic Christmases as a child, while my grandpa was alive, after that it changed a lot … but it never became bad.
I became a mini adult at a very young age (of many reasons) … and for me, Christmas became a holiday of loneliness and MUSTS already in the late teens.
For me are Christmas just 3 days of a year where suddenly everything has to welcomning, warm and filled with togetherness. Gifts are changing hands … and most of them will be exchanged before New Year.
I don’t dislike everything … I love the light that it creates indoor and outdoors, especially up here in the North. I love the Christmas cards … I love all the glitter, but that’s about it.
I can live without the food … the toddies … and the music.
I can live without the stress … the same TV-programs!
Christmas is when lonely people are feeling even more lonely and out in the chill … with hunger more significant.
People max their credit cards … for 3 days of the year that will take years to pay off.
All because we feel we have to provide something, that’s really a 3-days long fairytale.
This year …. it has become even worth … with so many empty chairs around so many kitchen tables.
With so many people on hospitals all over the world fighting for their lives. Hosptial staff that are working double shifts … and going on their knees with risk for their own lives.
Since my mum died in 2013 I have escaped the Christmas and visited countries where they don’t have Christmas, for one exception – Krakow, it wasn’t an escape it was more like landing in the middle of it, but I enjoyed my days .. and I survived.
This year I had plans to spend Christmas in Baku, Azerbaijan – but that was cancelled quite early – then we changed it to Porto … and that was cancelled this week.
So here I’m with the Swedish TV-programs … and on my own. With the new restriction … our new normal. *smile
But I will look at as it is any other weekend but with a lot of Christmas music and I doubt I will get a white Christmas … more likely a very wet one.
And I’m going to enjoy our traditional Christmas dish “Lutfisk” (Soapfish) – but that I do because I can’t get it during the rest of the year. I fill up my shellfish draw in the freezer with it, so I can eat whenever I feel for it during the rest of the year but it’s gone before the summer????!!!I must admit that there is one Christmas song … I absolutely love! So maybe there is hope for me???????!!!