Each year I think the same thing ~
Maybe this will be the year the Holidays get easier.
Maybe hearing the Christmas music won't phase me this time.
Maybe all the lights will look cheery.
Maybe I will enjoy shopping.
Maybe pulling out the trees at home won't start the restless nights and the holiday blahs.
Maybe we will put all the ornaments on the trees and decorate the whole house again.
Maybe my heart will be filled with only joy and no sadness.
Maybe this year I will want to do things instead of feeling like they are forced.
Maybe I can love Christmas again finally the way I used to.
Maybe. Just maybe.
But, I guess I can hope for next year.