Bells Will Be Ringing...

2008 was a long year as most are. At the end of each year each person reluctantly looks back and spends some time remembering the year, the friends, the up's, the down's, the wins and the losses. Some learn from the experience, some block it out, some try their damndest to forget about it all. Though 2008 was a year of change for me, I dont regret a single moment of it. As much as I treaded the "single" holiday's this year I embraced them instead. You know its inevitable that you will hear songs that trigger tears, watch couples shopping together for gifts, feel like you are the only single person walking the face of the earth, but your not and instead of fearing it, I embraced the moments.
During my recent trip to NYC this week in the aww of the Christmas season I watched. I watched all the raw and awkward women with their Chanel bags, tight leggings and gaudy boots prance around frivolously spending money and pushing and shoving through people without even a smile on their botox injected faces (maybe it was bc of the botox but Im pretty sure its because they were just unhappy people). I watched the children in line in front of Macy's gazing into the windows watching the character's dance, and roate on small wheels with all the bright colors and Christmas cheer. I listened to children crying and yelling as they had to exit the Christmas workshop atop Macy's top floor, I heard the screams of I want, the yelps of please and the cries when told no. I watched children parade around in pure happiness without a care in the world, I watched lovers hold hands and pull tight. I sat and starred at the Christmas tree in Rockafeller Center and thought to myself how beautiful it was and for once I was content just to be there by myself. I listened to the sound of my favorite Christmas songs while I looked around the overpriced stores of NYC reminding myself we are in a recsession which was apparent by the huge red signs in EVERY window with nothing less that 50% mark downs on all items. There is something magical about this time of year that just makes you appreciate what you have? Maybe it's tis the season or giving, maybe its the color's of the holiday that just brighten the mood, maybe its because it is the close of one year and the opening of another? Whatever it is, Ive been infected by it. Tis the season for giving.. tis the season for friends, tis the season for being simply happy with who I am, where I am and what I have in this very moment.