Sometimes people just can't handle honesty. I would LOVE to be that person that LOVES christmas- to "get with the program" but I can't fake it anymore than I can fake liking peas. That is not to say that if someone were to wish me a Merry Christmas or get me a gift or go out of their way to make me jolly I would be-grinch them and slam the door in their face- quite the contrary! But what I can't do is dredge through all the expectations knowing it won't make an ounce of difference.
I've found the only thing that brings me close to Christ is being with my family- which I make a point to spend a lot of time with so if at the end of the year family time is surrounded by decorated trees and cheesy movies then so be it- I would never let my indifference shatter the magic my siblings are trying so hard to share with their kids.
My brother read this then asked his wife if I really felt this way- and it made him sad. But I'm not going to put on a phony happy face just to appease his feelings. People (especially christians) need to stop comparing and judging- just let me be. My hope is that one day there will be magic again- and I will appreciate it more than ever!