I've never really grasped the concept
of Christmas until I was deployed to Iraq.
When I was a
kid I had the unfortunate responsibility of being an older brother to two well
deserving gentlemen, and I say that in the most endearing way possible. So as
per the norm, the older brother’s sacrifice for sake of the younger brothers to
have a great Christmas, well the unfortunate part in all of that is that I was a
very young older brother. Being a kid and doing kid like things for me as a
child was a very rare thing, I know that sounds horrible to some, but to me, it
is what it is. I think it's because I never really understood the concept of
Christmas in the first place allowed me to not really be phased by it too much.
Now when I
was in Iraq a couple of things happened, the first me being out there in the
first place. I accepted the challenge and I busted my tail every single day I
was there. I put in my R&R time for November because of my birthday and
thanksgiving fell within the two weeks that we were allotted there and it was
about the 10 month mark of the 12 that we had to be there for. Then that changed
when Obama and the Iraqi's couldn't come to terms with us being there, so they
ordered an immediate pull out, thus canceling all flights to and from the US for
purposes of R&R, that was the first thing.
The second
thing was during that time period was my aunt passed away a couple of weeks
before I was supposed to leave for that R&R and the funeral was during the time
frame I was supposed to be home as well. So not only did I miss her funeral,
spending my birthday with loved ones and thanksgiving, (I didn't get a meal at
all because they closed down the dining halls by that point). It was just an
all-around bad experience that last couple of months over there, my mood was
completely shot and I was ready to come home.
Well eventually I did make it home,
for Christmas.
Coming home
and surprising people for Christmas was a pretty awesome feeling. I didn't tell
but a handful of people so that I could just sneak in on people. That worked
very well as to me getting that all worked out. But being able to be around
people that you love and care for hearing them tell you all the things that
you've missed and how excited that you were to be home and safe for the holidays
was a great feeling.
That was when
I realized what the idea of Christmas is about. Yea it has a lot to do with the
commercialism aspects of it, but when you boil down to nitty gritty of things,
you start to realize that you can buy all the gifts in the world, but the
emotional investment behind the gift giving is the real reward. Seeing someone's
face light up when they see you bought them something they either wanted or they
didn't see coming at all is priceless. But being able to spend time with them
before and after that is what makes those moments that much more special.
To me that's
what Christmas is, those times where you can enjoy all of the emotional
investments of the year without having to do anything but sit back and watch.
Whether it is your family, significant other or just giving back to a stranger,
this time of the year is about emotional payoffs rather than the gift giving
aspects of it for me.
What is
Christmas to you? What makes it special? Do you have a favorite memory? Let me
know in the comments below. Take some time this year and make it very special
for the people that you love; it runs way deeper than those gifts you buy.
Until next time guys.
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