It’s December 27th, and I’ve been awake for barely 12 hours yet I could probably crawl into bed right now and sleep just fine. No noises are escaping my nephews’ room, and from the silence on the other side of the house, I’m guessing my sister has crashed while putting my niece down to sleep.
But I’m too stubborn to be in bed before 10, so I’ll write a little.
It’s the second year that I really haven’t done a whole lot of Christmassy things. I go to church and sing the carols, I force myself to listen to Christmas music before I start teaching each morning, I do a little shopping for gifts, and do a little baking. This year’s baking was laughable compared to what I normally pull off, but I just didn’t have it in me.
I don’t know what it is about this time of year that causes such melancholy. I think I’ve mentioned before that one friend is convinced that I have Christmas-induced PTSD, and while I laugh at her hyperbole, there’s probably a little truth to that.
Tonight we drove around my sister’s tiny town delivering holiday goodies to her friends. I had my iPod hooked up and played one of my favorite Christmas Albums–a compilation of Christmas songs by Nettwerk artists. (Nettwerk has some quality artists, by the way.)
The fifth song in is a rendition of “Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas”–one of my all time favorite Christmas songs. But this version, by Hem, is so extraordinarily melancholy that I almost cry every time I hear it. The lyrics aren’t at all jolly in the first place, but there’s something about the vocals that adds a layer of heaviness to the song.
I stared out the car window and looked at all the Christmas lights–another tradition long since fallen by the wayside–and listened to this song, and just let it all wash over me. Figuring out how to do the holidays in a way that doesn’t render me a complete ball of stress and despondency is a must.
I was going to post a link to Hem’s version, and the first link to come up? A frickin’ Tiffany’s commercial.
So I’m going to go bang my head against a wall for 10 or 15 minutes and call it good.
Bring on 2011.