On street after historic street, in front of so many of the Victorian houses of my town in New Jersey, when Christmas time comes around, these little signs go up. “Keep Christ in Christmas,” they read. While they’re a big hit, there are a couple of little rebels going around grumbling about them. We even got a lovely “Keep Saturn in Saturnalia” billboard as a parody. My house does not have a religious sign in front of it, but even though I do not share those beliefs, I don’t mind the signs. To each his own, I say, although others complain about the signs on Facebook and whatnot.
Truthfully, I don’t like Christmas, and that’s not because I’m not religious. Christmas seems to be more cultural than spiritual, in my experiences. My friends are excited about the holidays despite their non-Christianity. My stepfather is Jewish, so I was raised celebrating Christmas and Hanukkah. Now, maybe it’s just a stereotype and purely coincidental, but he’s quite frugal, and he taught me to be the same. I see buying presents as a waste of money. Why don’t we just buy ourselves presents if we know what we really want? My present to myself would be the same as always: just tuition for school.
Maybe that’s why I’m so down about Christmas more this year than ever. All I can think about is tuition. And we’re wasting that money on not just presents but trees, lights, food, wrapping paper, and so many other things. I’m just not interested! I don’t see how this day is any different from the other 364 days of the year. “But it’s Christmas,” people say to me. So? That means nothing to me. Now, Halloween is a nice holiday. That’s fun. Christmas is purely stressful. My dad wants me to see his family, my mom thinks I need Christmas pajamas for the night before, my stepdad is upset because I don’t have my tree up yet (even though, like I said, he’s Jewish), and not to mention my baby sister accidentally saw most of her presents already. Don’t tell my stepdad that, or he might just explode. But why do we need more things? I already have more than I could ever need. There’s just too much pressure when it comes to this holiday. It’s made out to be such a big deal. Why?
It’s hard to enjoy winter break when I know I’m just going to have to go back to school and do it all over again: classes, working, studying, stressing. So I guess this year, I’ll be having a blue Christmas. I can always rely on you, Elvis.