Some people say that Christmas is a really hard holiday. When I was a child I would have disagreed. But then I was a child and still believed in Santa Claus. As an adult I can see more clearly the despair and the pain that Christmas brings with all its expectations. I can see all the lonely people that have no one to share anything with, and the holidays make that loss even harder. I can see families that cannot be together, friends that have been lost and I can see regrets as plain as the frost on my windows. Not surprising that this is the time of year that many think about suicide.
Struggling as I do on a daily basis, being in a foreign country without a lot of my nearest family, I try to get by, but the holidays are hard. I borrow the spirit of Christmas each year and wear it as best as I can. Bending culture is not always an easy thing to do. You learn to adapt and to adjust. That is what we do and Christmas is what we do as well.
To everyone that reads this, Merry Christmas! Wear your Santa Smile as best you can and take the spirit of Christmas where ever you can find it.