Lies Christmas Told Me

Christmas, humor, Modern PhilosopherIt’s Christmas Eve, Modern Philosophers, and once again, I’m doing my best to navigate this confusing time of year.

Right now, I’m all alone on this festive day, but I do have the day off and I’m watching Bad Santa, so life isn’t that bad.  Right?

So why do I always find myself conflicted during the closing weeks of December?  I blame it on the lies Christmas told me.

It’s the most wonderful time of the year.

Clearly, it’s not the most wonderful time of the year.  If it were, I wouldn’t be so down in the dumps, and thinking about how I’m all on my own.

I get the holly, jolly vibe everyone’s going for, and I appreciate the effort, but when Christmas doesn’t quite make you feel the same way, it only serves to accentuate how crappy things are.

And with the spike in Coronavirus cases, that’s only going to get worse after people ignore the rules and gather to celebrate Christmas, life is far from wonderful.

Walking in a Winter Wonderland.

The songs and the stories lead you to believe that there’s nothing better in the world than a White Christmas, but fifteen years in Maine have taught me that nothing about Winter would lead me to dub it a “Wonderland”.

Christmas, humor, Modern PhilosopherLook at this picture.  I took it this morning during my run.

Do you see anything resembling a Winter Wonderland in that photo?

I see someone who is incredibly cold, and a river that is frozen solid because Winter in Maine is so overwhelming and unbearable.

Santa Claus is coming to town.

Santa Claus might be coming to town, but he apparently has no idea how to get to The House on the Hill.

Every year, I get my hopes up that there will be presents waiting for me when I wake up on Christmas morning, but every December 25th, I find nothing.

What’s the deal, Santa?  I was nice all year.  Why are you ignoring me?

Love will always find you at Christmas.

In my book, this one’s the biggest lie of all.  Probably because I fall for it every year.

I know, I know, I shouldn’t make watching Love Actually an annual Christmas tradition if I don’t want to fall victim to this one, but I can’t resist.

Christmas, humor, Modern PhilosopherHell, I’m writing a novel right now about a couple that falls in love at Christmas.  The concept of falling in love during the Holidays is dangled in front of me every year, and I allow myself to believe it’s going to happen.

And I came so close this year.  Maybe that’s why this lie stings more than usual.  Perhaps I’ll learn my lesson now, but I doubt it.

What lies did Christmas tell you?

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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8 Responses to Lies Christmas Told Me

  1. My family and friends never told lies .. they merely entertained me with the goodness of the world. Wherever they could find it. And I share it every day. For love is here in a multitude of ways. Its all in how you interpret the world. Merry Christmas, friend.

  2. I don’t have any lies that Christmas told me. I too am alone this Christmas Eve and will be until the New Year and beyond. It looks extremely cold in Maine and here in Redondo Beach it just started to rain. I have no complaints about our weather compared to what your neck of the woods is experiencing. Keep your spirits up by watching all the comedies you can. If you like action shows, might I suggest the Amazon Prime, 2014 BBC Musketeers series. Merry Christmas and have a Healthy Warm New Year.

  3. beth says:

    i don’t see it as lies, but rather, things not yet realized. my wish for you in the coming year, is to find what you seek – happy christmas

  4. markbialczak says:

    You keep your ears and heart open, Austin, and Christmas will deliver because you believe.

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