During the past weekend, I was in the middle of a discussion with my Mom, and we were not seeing eye-to-eye. This prompted her to say “Please consider the season, Jason.’
Why does the season need to be considered? Is this the season where you cannot have disagreements, be angry, mad, or sad?
That’s right. This is the season where you try to make up for not being a good person to your family, friends, loved ones, and strangers for the whole year by participating in the competition known as gift giving. That’ll cure all the karma built against you, right?
I know that’s a very dry outlook on the holiday season. It has been a while since I have fully appreciated the season of giving. It all stems back to high school, when a few people told me ‘You are so spoiled; you get everything you want. Like you deserve it all.’
It made me think about if I was spoiled or not. I was seventeen with a great group of friends. I was on the popular side. I was low maintenance, but had (at the time) everything I needed or wanted. I had too much. I was too blessed. My seventeen year old self thought they were right.
I began to sour on the idea of holiday’s, birthday’s, or any celebration for that matter. I observed how others acted before, during, and after holidays. What I saw was a bunch of fake people posturing an attitude an aura that likely did not exist. It was all about the present, and not the person, or meaning behind it. That was not a world I wanted to be a part of.
Being sad; having a bad day; any negative feelings that may have existed did not have a place during the holiday season. Neither did being real.
Since, I have been slowly warming up to the holiday season. I’m just older to see through more than I was as a seventeen year old. I am in a good spot. I know of others not as fortunate.
The holidays are not a happy time for everyone. Many people do not recognize that, or respect that.
This goes back to my original thought. Are we supposed to consider the season? If someone close to you is having a bad day in the middle of August, do you tell them ‘please consider the summer season, it’s warm outside!’?
Maybe those people who I saw as being fake were trying to hide their sadness just for my pleasure. I wish they had not done that. I wish I had recognized it.
While the holiday season is better if happiness is everywhere, please respect those who are having a difficult time. Please listen to them. Please help them. Please consider them first, and not the season.