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.