Christmas Spirit

I usually happens right around this time every year for me (except the years I spent in retail Hell). I get my Christmas Spirit. You know that happy feeling that maybe, just maybe we are not all such bad creatures bent on destroying each other or the planet we live on. I have been in such a crappy mood this holiday season that I am afraid that it will not come. So if anyone has seen it tell it to stop by my house, I would like to show my children that Mommy is not a Grinch every year.

“The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.”

I was asked if I believed the quote “The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.” (by Oscar Wilde) today and I responded yes. With more thought it to it and wondered why I do. I love this quote, to me death is something that I have always been able to deal with. Through my beliefs and faith (as crazy as it may seem to others) has prepared me for what to expect. Love, on the other hand is a complete mystery. I am not saying that I have never loved, I love many things on many levels. I love my children, friends, music and food (again on different levels). Love can be satisfying, uplifting and euphoric. It can also be painful, unfair and complicated. Death is part of life, it is something that even if you have never felt love will happen, it is no mystery. Love is a complete mystery, to feel something and want something you may never have is what I fear most.