Christmas Cheer and Fear

Christmas came!!!! And my bed lay empty as I jumped upon the other poor souls in my house. "WAKE UP WAKE UP MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!" I soared around the house on wings of joy and hope. Such excitment is dangerous as the low that comes after can be quite like the low of depression, but I didn't care. I knew pretty much everything I was getting but still my heart had wings. I had a friend come up from Baltimore to spend the holidays with us and it was a blast to have her around. I got from Santa my first digital elf Cannon camera which I have been playing with non-stop. We all sat around the tree, fixed up with tinsel and lights and passed out the gifts one by one. With hot cocoa and peppermint brewing and waffels and bacon cooking, our house smelled like the north pole itself. But alas...the low came as Christmas was over. Mom took to her bed as the sugar crash began, I sat on the couch and just vegged. The low was almost impossible to shake and left me to walk through the rest of Christmas in a bit of a daze. But that is what Christmas is about and that is what I will do next year again...but this time maybe I can avoid the low being so low...and then each year will get better and better.