Christmas Past.

When I was a kid in the 70's and a teen in the 80's I remember Christmas trees looked like this. Ours did and both my Aunts' did. It was such a magical time then, Christmas as a kid. I remember how excited I always was waiting for it and the weeks and days leading up to it. It was always so exciting. I was so sneaky as well I'd wait until my mother left for work in the mornings and I'd carefully unwrap my presents left under the tree to take a sneak peak at what they were and then I'd meticulously re-wrap them up carefully again to cover up any trace of them being unwrapped in the first place but after a few years of this she somehow eventually found out and kept them at her locker at work from then on. Damn.

We also had coloured tinsel on our ceilings like the one seen here, as well as my Aunt. I loved it so much but you just can't find it anymore. I really miss my childhood so much. It was the happiest time of my life( except for the part where I was molested by a relative from age 4-12) until my whole world fell apart and came crashing down once the bullying in school started in Jr. High triggering the depression that would turn out to be a life-long struggle. I wish I could go back to the 1970's though and stay there forever. I was happy then until years of traumas later would forever destroy and break me. There are some wounds that just won't heal.

As well, tomorrow the 15 and 17 year olds are going up to Ottawa to visit the 19 YR old(who's away at school studying journalism) to go shopping for the big Black Friday sales at the mall. I made that mistake once when I was around 13. I went to the Boxing Day sales and it was so hot and crowded I nearly fainted. I never made that mistake ever again.