Of all the ups and downs that parenthood brings, one of the best is seeing Christmas through a child’s eyes again. Life often makes us cynical and sometimes it takes a fresh perspective to remind us of who we used to be.
By my mid-twenties, I had fallen out of love with Christmas. I was focused on my career, my house, and my own fun. I didn’t have the desire to decorate. Besides, who was I decorating for? I lived alone.
I’ve slowly changed my tune on this with the help of my wife, but I still always thought she went overboard. However, this year has been especially fun as its the first year my kid really understands the concept and Santa Claus and everything else. It’s been a joy to watch.
This morning, I was humiliated in a meeting and images of my child, as well as my nieces and nephews, experiencing the wonder of Christmas is the only thing that’s been able to put a smile on my face. ‘Tis the season indeed.
Short week, but here’s my output:
“Every year, Christmas gets longer and longer, and you don’t care, do you? Every year, you just take more of the calendar for yourself. How long does it take you people to shop? It’s beyond belief! It’s insane! When I was a kid, Halloween was Halloween, and Santa wasn’t poking his ass into it!”
– Lewis Black
Christopher Pierznik is the author of eight books, all of which can be purchased in paperback and Kindle. His work has appeared on XXL, Cuepoint, Business Insider, The Cauldron, and many more. He has been quoted on Buzzfeed and Deadspin. Subscribe to his monthly reading review newsletter or follow him on Facebook or Twitter.