Why Peter Pan Never Wanted to Grow Up

photo courtesy of Dino Orbeta
Christmas is indeed just around the corner.  Realized it when I found out that I still have a lot of gifts to buy with so little time.

Christmas.  And I thought that time wouldn't be able to change it's meaning and the way people view it.  But it has, in fact, many people nowadays are mostly pre-occupied to even care.  Christmas to most people today, it seems to me, is just the Christmas songs playing inside the malls and other public places, expensive Christmas trees displayed in said places, and bonuses.  No longer is it about the enjoyment one feels while fixing the Christmas tree with other members of the family, and then sharing countless nights sitting under it just watching its lights dance.  No longer is it about Santa Claus and the rewards he give to good boys and girls.  No longer is it giving unused clothings, toys, and other basic necessities to our less fortunate brothers and sisters.  No longer is it about the birth of Jesus and the message of love for each other.

Christmas.  Is it really just for kids?  I think not.  I think it's more for us, adults who have forgotten what it's like to dream, to be excited like children, to be anticipating, to be humble and kind. 

Christmas will always be a time for wonders for kids, but for most of us, it's merely a time of additional expenses.  Maybe it's time for a little change of heart.  Instead, why don't we look at Christmas as a constant reminder for us that at one time, we were also kids who were happy just by knowing that it is Christmas.

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