There's a large part of the population that get depressed during the holiday season. For one reason or another it's just not a happy time of the year for some folks.
Sometimes I feel that I'm on the borderline, I know I suffer from SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder). But sometimes the Christmas season is just not all that ho, ho, ho, for me.
Stress from the physical and financial demands as well as the added stress of clients who need things right away all help work me up.
Mostly, it's the pure commercialism of the whole thing. Our pastor gave a sermon two Sunday's ago and came right out and said he wished that Christ had nothing to do with Christmas. It sounded weird, but I understood what he was talking about. It's at the point where the birth of Christ and Christmas have little in common and maybe they should be separate. Santa, snowmen and the leg lamp have all replaced the Nativity, and don't get me started on “...good will towards men...” it just not that easy to find.
Don't get me wrong, every year I need my dose of Miracle on 34th Street, It's A Wonderful Life, and A Christmas Carol. I sometimes visit houses decked out in lights, like the one I photographed tonight, get the holiday spirit moving. I try really hard to: wish people a Merry Christmas, be extra patience and thank sales help. I try to remember the less fortunate and contribute to Toys for Tots, the Coat and gloves Drive and a food pantry. It's not perfect but it all helps.