I am in a Christmas funk. As in – can’t get excited about it, phoning it in – funk.
Perhaps because in my neighborhood this year, the decorations went up the day after halloween. The 24/7 Christmas music started the day after Thanksgiving on 2 of my usual driving radio stations. Isn’t this way too early – this forced march to Christmas?
Perhaps also because my best friend’s and my ex-boyfriend’s mothers passed away recently; 2 other friends are facing the possibly terminal illnesses of their fathers; my father’s health is failing; I am suffering back pain the likes of I have never had before. There is this general sense of – unease, mortality, the fragility of life…
And I hate it.
We finally put up a solitary decoration in our house this week. A red poinsettia plant, sitting in the corner of the kitchen – the family section of my house, according to feng-shui. For growth. For – life.