Holidays at 20

I recently turned 20-years-old. This means I have grown into a wise adult who is ready to share my completely mature and totally correct ideas and opinions. Okay, maybe not. I’ve barely experienced life or the adventures and lessons it has to offer me. But at twenty, I am starting to realize some things I never did before. For example, life is expensive and doesn’t live up to your expectations. You probably just read that and thought “that’s truly ground-breaking” or “how incredibly genius.” However, the point of this post isn’t to talk about how incredibly deep I am or the expensive nature of living in our modern society, this post is about the holidays.

There are three distinct phases I have gone through so far in regards to holidays. The first being early childhood. When I was young, I loved everything about holidays and they seemed larger than life. Just the time of year was enough to get me excited for the holidays, it was as if it was magic. The second being the teenage phase where I felt like the holidays faded. The time of year wasn’t magical anymore and the excitement was gone. Sure, I learned the secret about Santa, the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy, but that wasn’t what ruined the magic. The holidays seemed repetitive and felt like a commercial scam. However, the past two years, since being out of high school, I can say I’m in my newest phase. Maybe it’s because I have a job now, maybe it’s because I’m constantly busy or maybe I have finally fallen for the commercial scam, the holidays seem like such a treat now. It’s a time where I can choose to go all out and celebrate or have a relaxed night at home. It’s a time when I get to see people I haven’t seen in years and give back to the people I love. It’s an excuse to be festive and look past the crappy situation you’re in and make your holiday or holiday season as exciting and festive as you want.

For the first time in years, I carved a pumpkin. When I was younger I never fully did the carving, but this year I made my own little masterpiece and I got to do it with someone I love, which made the experience at least 10 times better. I may not have dressed up this year, but I went out and did something new and lost my Rocky Horror Picture Show virginity and ordered french toast as an appetizer. It’s no longer up to my parents to make the holidays memorable, that’s my responsibility now. I don’t want these holidays to slip by me, I want to make the most of them while I can. I’m only twenty now so I’m sure I’ll go through many life changes and holidays will mean something new to me in no time. I sound as if I could start writing Hallmark cards now, trust me, I’m not that jazzed about it, I’m really just proud of my pumpkin and happy I ate french toast before dinner. For now, I’ll just stick to this new found appreciation and hope it lasts through emptying my bank account for everyone’s Christmas presents.