I donīt know where this should be posted, but since I am BP, then here it is.
Christmas used to be a joyous time.
Just donīt care about it anymore.
I used to decorate like Clark Griswold, but no thereīs no passion for it anymore.
Divorce and other life situations changed all that.
I have a daughter that I buy presents for, and I try to be all ho, ho, ho for her, but itīs getting harder.
Family gives me crap about it because I donīt have it in me to conform.
Maybe I am just a selfish old Ebenezer.
Anyone else?
My Xmas Song -