Guest Blog – Christmas Love, Right!

The lovely Wilhelmina Upton (you should ask her why she calls herself that) from Lazy Happy Bored Happy Sad has been amazingly nice about writing for me for the holiday. You may know her from my rants in the previous post. Since I don’t have the luxury of travelling right now, I often let my mind wander, especially during big holidays, to places I haven’t yet been. I wonder about culture and traditions and which one I can adopt for the year. This is Willie’s story of what usually happens in her neck of the woods. 

I think I’ve’ve never even believed in Santa. Not really. Not even as a little kid. The thing is, growing up in Germany, Christmas gets confusing, or so I think, at least. First there is Nikolaustag on December 6th. He traditionally brings small presents to children. When I was growing up, it was mostly Christmas cookies, nuts and oranges or clementines. These days people give real presents because everything needs to be bigger and more all the time, always.

Then comes the actual Christmas. Depending on your family’s tradition and partly where you live in Germany, you either get your presents on the eve of the 24th – as in my family –  or the morning of the 25th. If this is not confusing enough, just give me a second. Santa isn’t the one bringing your presents! Again, depending on your family’s tradition, the so-called Christkind (child of Christ) brings presents instead of Santa. So what was I supposed to believe in? At grandma’s the Christkind brought presents, at home it was Santa. With these confusing alternatives Mini!Me knew there wasn’t some magical, mythical creature bringing my presents.

While it is nice to get gifts, I’m terrible at writing wish lists because the things I want most in life are not material. This doesn’t mean I don’t want more books, a new lens for my camera, a new camera and so on, only that these things do not really count. They may fill a void inside me for a hot second, maybe two if I’m lucky but having things and stuff doesn’t equal being loved and seeing love reflected in the world. Some people may confuse it with the joy of material things at first but it really is not the same.

Snow in Seigen
View of snow from my balcony

Maybe I am the odd one out though because I crave love like a black hole craves matter. Does this even make sense? Let me try to explain. I can be the loneliest person when I’m surrounded by an abundance of other people because they are usually not the right people. Not for me. It’s as if I don’t belong anywhere specific. I am either too shy or too forthcoming and direct; never part enough of the socio-economic construct I find myself in. Not German enough at times but nothing else as well. Most days my head doesn’t even think in the language it lives in. When it snows, my head speaks Swedish, most other times it’s English while I live in rural Germany. I either feel dumb or too intelligent for the people I’m with. I’m never anywhere really except on the internet. Which in return is a made up place. It’s beautiful but not completely real.

As a teenager there was nothing I hated more than seeing consumerism around Christmas. Well maybe my father but that’s a whole other story. You couldn’t go to the mall because EVERYONE was there starting late November. The escalators were full of people, trying to find the one right gift for their loved ones. While I do get that gift giving is a way of expressing your love or appreciation of a certain person, it never sat completely right with me. It still does not. When my uncle asks me what I want for Christmas, I get dumbfounded every year; wishing he would stop asking, mostly because I’m an adult and he doesn’t have to give me anything anymore. I name a book, or a cheap DVD box set of some series I watch just to make him shut up. Of course I am by far immune to the joy of unwrapping gifts or even giving them. I do it, but I feel like we sometimes forget the scope of it all, wanting more and more. Personally, I like to give cookies or other home baked goods as gifts because they were made with love and care and in my opinion say a lot more than some generic thing I bought on Amazon. (Don’t hate me Amazon, you’re still my favourite of all the online shops, k?!)

Christmas Tree at Willie's
Christmas Tree at our house from a few years ago

 

What do I really want for Christmas, you might ask. – Seeing my Grandma happy and without pain. Knowing my friends are happy, safe and with loved ones. I want racism, misogyny, genocide, homicide and violence in general to end. I want us all to get along and talk things out instead of trying to bomb each other senseless. I want someone to hold my hand while singing Christmas carols. I want to love and be loved back. Instead I will spend the evening of the 24th watching my two younger cousins unwrap their many presents only to see them disappointed because it’s not what they wanted, or not as much or some other stupid thing.

Happy Holidays!

PS: I hope I didn’t ruin all your Christmas feels with this post. I swear, I’m usually no grinch.

Thank you SO much for writing for me. For all of you, Merry Christmas. Let go and have fun. And if you’re wondering where in the world Santa is this year, you can return the favour by watching him as he sleeps! 

http://www.google.co.in/santatracker/#/village

Happy Holidays! 

20 Comments Add yours

  1. Great choice of guest blogger Anju! I enjoyed this piece very much, heartfelt and honest. I hope you are enjoying your Aussie relatives! Happy Christmas! xo

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    1. cupitonians says:

      Thank you so much Darren. I took a break from coming online and now I have so many posts to catch up on. Hope you are well. Happy Holidays!

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  2. KOH  says:

    Happy holiday~

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    1. cupitonians says:

      Happy Holidays Koh. Hope you’ve been having a good one!

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      1. KOH  says:

        Thank you dear my friend~
        good day^^

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  3. Jackie says:

    Wonderful post! Happy holidays and a very happy and healthy new year to you and yours! 😀

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    1. cupitonians says:

      Willie is a good writer! Thank you! Hope you have a great holiday as well and a fresh new beginning in the New Year coming!

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  4. andy1076 says:

    Happy Holidays! May it be memorable and fun! 🙂 🙂

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    1. cupitonians says:

      Thank you Andy. Hugs. Hope you have a fantastic holiday too!

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  5. WillieSun says:

    Thank YOU so much for having me on here again! Happy Holidays to you ❤

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    1. cupitonians says:

      You’re getting a lot of hits. Around a 137 views so far! 🙂

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      1. WillieSun says:

        That’s awesome 🙂

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  6. limbiley says:

    Happy holidays to you have a wonderful fantastic time.

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    1. cupitonians says:

      Thank you so much! You too!

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  7. Michael Lane says:

    Really well written. The fitting in stuff resonated with me, as well as the consumerism.

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    1. cupitonians says:

      I thought so too, Michael. It is so well captured! Hope you’ve had a good holiday!

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  8. This post resonated with me. Over christmas while watching television I was bombarded with advertisements for various gambling/betting sites. Ultimately whether or not to gamble is a matter of personal choice but I feel extremely uneasy when it is positively being encouraged by the media. Lots of people become addicted and loose their relationships, homes etc. I have, very occasionally placed a small bet on a horse but that is the extent of my gambling. As I say a good post, Kevin

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    1. cupitonians says:

      I suppose there is the thrill of putting it all out there and leaving it to chance. You can either win or lose. But I know what you mean. It is quite tragic sometimes!

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  9. Nice to see you back.Thank you so much for liking few of my posts.May your new year be filled with beautiful surprises.jalal

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