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We fight we love
January 3, 2010, 11:23 pm
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Children are easily amused by embellishments– the shiny, the fluffy, the sticky, the sweet, the colorful, and the bright. Christmas, for example, is the quintessential children’s holiday. Bright colors are paired together with bright lights, tantalizing smells, and toys wrapped in distractingly decorated cellophane simply calling to be ripped apart.

As children, we believed that Christmas was perfect. Everyone was together, our presents were given to us from Santa, and everything around us seemed to fall together year after year.

Flash forward to now. Even without the recent recession, it is obvious that Christmas no longer feels as magical as it did when we were children. This is because the artfully decorated shopping malls, hotels, and public parks no longer fool us.

We now realize that all of these things have been the product of time, preparation, electricity, and of course– MONEY. And with Christmas becoming more material-centered every year, families are spending more time stressing out trying to find the perfect “everything”, that they are spending less time with their own loved ones.

This Christmas break, I lost an uncle. Losing family members is never easy, especially with the holidays. This was no exception. And though there was much grief and mourning.. this holiday season surprised me..

Most of the family had made plans to celebrate Christmas with us here in the west coast. So the joy of presence lifted the fog of tragedy, and created one of the best holiday vacations I ever had.

My father also recently got married, after a one year engagement– to which we celebrated with many glasses of champagne, scotch, beer, and wine, suspended and clanging together in merriment.

Not many gifts were exchanged this year, however, there were many kisses on our cheeks and foreheads, as well as warm embraces.

This holiday season was not something that all of us had originally planned, but it proved itself to be one of the best Christmases ever.

I think the reason why we are so happy and joyful as children is attributed to our innocence. We are blind to the harsh realities of the world, the stress and preparations behind Christmas, the pricetags behind our toys, food, and amusement park tickets.. and complexities of relationships.

As we grow older, we begin to discover the responsibilities that accompany what we know as adulthood.

But consider this: everyone has had their share of happiness, sadness, joy, and pain.. but what makes people seem —happier than others?

We know that a happy life does not lie in the sparkly, shiny, distracting things that we fantasized as children. Otherwise holidays such as Christmas would be the end to the world’s problems.

The key to culturing a happy and fulfilling life is the ability to understand that although the situation is not perfect, we can still enjoy what is good,

what makes us happy.

Ask someone what problems they have in their lives and they can write down an entire book. But why spend that energy on focusing on our flaws?

You have the power to focus on
what takes precedence in your life.

So keep young at heart, and surround yourself with the things and the people that make you happy.

This life is tough,

but you have plenty of people who are willing to make it better.

cheers to a happy new year
and a joyful new decade :]

r.i.p. tito macky


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What I hear a lot these days and what is becoming so true to me is that life isn’t turning out the way I thought it would, but it is turning out much better than I ever thought it could.

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