No, I don't like the holiday season and I haven't since 7th grade.
I remember sitting in church when I realized how much I despised the last two months of year and how much they depressed me. Now the mother of six and in my early forties, I still despise most of it and struggle to find the "Joy of Christmas" each year. It isn't the Nativity hating atheist that does it to me. It isn't the Yule loving Pagans. It isn't Santa Claus.
It's the "Christians".
The very ones who are suppose to be focusing on the birth of our Lord and Saviour are the worse offenders of all . Why? Well, they're suppose to be setting an example of the love of Christ to the world and few of them do. They don't care who is missing Thanksgiving with their family so others can pick up that can of forgotten cranberries. They don't care who is working 14-16 hour shifts and having baked turkey in the break room while their spouse and children eat Thanksgiving without them. They don't care who is missing their children open their gifts on Christmas morning so they can go to the movies for entertainment. They don't care which children are parentless for the holiday. They don't care who is missing their last holiday with an older or sick beloved family member in order for others to get more crap for people who haven't room for the crap they already have.
They just don't care.
And I don't know which is worse: the amount of greed and selfishness and the lack of compassion, or the fact that it no longer amazes me.

It is nine days until Christmas. I am ready now to get a tree and decorate our home for the Birth of the Saviour. We'll still have Santa and gifts, but most of all, we'll have Jesus and family. And that is what this season is really about.