My Holiday Experience 2024

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The Christmas season used to be my favorite time of the year when I was a kid. It was filled with lights, gifts, and the kind of excitement that made waiting for December 25th feel like an eternity. But as I grew older, that excitement faded, replaced by a quiet realization, Christmas wasn’t as special as it used to be.

This holiday, I spent most of my time in my room, doing nothing at all. And honestly, I got sick of it. The same four walls, the same routine, it felt like I was stuck. So, I tried something different. Even though I had no friends to go out with, I decided to step outside alone.

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 It wasn’t exactly fun, but at least it was something. I did this three times in a row, walking around with only my thoughts to keep me company. I didn’t even bother taking pictures because it didn’t feel memorable enough. But at least I can tell annoying self that I actually did something.

Somewhere along the way, I started thinking about why Christmas didn’t feel exciting anymore. Maybe it was because, year after year, the holiday seemed to bring nothing but bad experiences. Or maybe it was just part of growing up, understanding more about life, responsibilities, and how things aren’t as simple as they used to be. Christmas, once a season of joy, now felt more like a temporary escape from the weight of everyday life. A break, rather than a celebration.

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Still, not everything about this holiday was dull. I spent Christmas at my grandparents’ house with my family. We ate together, played games, and for a moment, things felt lighter. I even earned a bit of money from my aunts and uncles, a small but welcome gift. It wasn’t a picture-perfect Christmas, but at least there was something to remember.

Maybe the magic of Christmas doesn’t disappear it just changes. It’s no longer about gifts and excitement but about finding small moments that remind us we’re still moving forward, even if we don’t always feel it.