After my hate-filled post yesterday and a conversation with my mom where she called me The Grinch, (yes, she reads my posts) I would like to clarify that I don’t really hate Christmas. I hate what has become of it, but not what it signifies.

Hate is a strong word, she told me. It is. I rarely use it. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t feel it on occasion.

I grew up Catholic. My favorite Christmas song is “What Child Is This?” I sang it with all of my heart in church when I was a kid.

I believe in the birth of Jesus Christ.

I believe in goodness and light, love and kindness.


I am not The Grinch, ma.

But I do enjoy a good rant from time to time.

And I still hate Miley Cyrus.