Agnostic, but I love it for the presents, the gathering of the family around the Christmas tree, the love and warmth and laughter as we all open presents, the look of joy as that person opens something you put a lot of thought and energy into making sure you get something they love, the food, the EGGNOG (you must all love and honor the freaking EGGNOG), the excuse to enjoy life with people you care about, the excuse to get off of work and party, wrapping the presents, putting up the Christmas tree, the candy canes, the songs, the damned Yule log that I hate watching but I love bitching about. Helping Mom in the kitchen and gossiping. Seeing Grandma again as she pulls you in from the snow with a cup of cocoa already ready and waiting. Her Macaroni and cheese.
There's so much about the holiday that makes me actually happy to pull off the calendar and find December looking back at me. It's cold as hell, there's a crack in the window that let's in a gust of air, and I have finals that made me breakdown from crying, but that one day just sort of makes you feel better and reaffirms why you're here. Gives me back my breathe for another year.
Wow, that was sappy.
Jesus may be a small fixture of the day. I see a manger every now and then, but that is why I love and Celebrate Christmas.