Christmas came and went. We're all sitting here taking in the aftermath of endless snow and slowly losing Christmas spirit the colder and whiter it gets. What is Christmas spirit about anyway? If I was in grade two I would say it's about the birth of Jesus Christ, but I've dismissed such fairy tales from my conscience. Growing up, Christmas for me was all about pleasing Santa and picturing what's hidden beneath the wrapping paper while creating cavities from sucking on candy-canes. The presents were great I admit, but there was also something magical about every morning rushing down with your family and taking turns opening presents. Christmas Eve was always fantastic for me as well. Some of my best memories are watching my family tease each other and getting way too drunk.
When I reflect on my childhood Christmas' there was always something floating in the air. A happiness that everyone shares in those moments. Something that radiates an energy out of everyone. It isn't hard for me to understand why I was so happy during Christmas. Christmas spirit in my opinion can be defined as spending time with each other. Bonding with each and every person you're spending time with. Presents, tree's, and carols I would only give half credit for, but the beauty of Christmas should be known as being with each other. Whether it's with family, friends, or strangers, Christmas is a magical kinship bonded by spirit and not blood.
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