Christmas is not all about me...

Christmas is my favorite holiday. The gifts, the decorations, the closeness of family, and the cold weather is what makes Christmas great.

I’ll admit, almost every Christmas I tend to be a selfish person. Since I am the youngest in my family, I have been a spoiled brat and have always received what I wanted. This year, I wish to not be selfish and actually get my family what they want.

I am infatuated with designer clothes, shoes, and purses; and for some reason, I believe that my family wants the same thing. I am not selfish in the sense that I won’t buy them anything; I am selfish in the sense that I won’t buy them something they want. I love to shop, so when I do, I only go to stores I like.

Prior to Christmas, I usually drop hints of what I want. I have yet to do that this year because I don’t want my family to feel pressured into getting me something expensive. Instead, I have been trying to figure out what my family wants and staying far away from intertwining my interests with their interests.

I have been a victim many times of being in the mall and falling in love with something that I think someone else might like just because I like it. Last Christmas, I was in Nordstrom’s and I absolutely fell in love with a shiny Valentino shawl that I thought my mom would like. In reality, I loved it, and it was an item that would only fulfill my fashion appetite. I bought the shawl anyway, and on Christmas day my mom opened her gift to a surprisingly expensive piece of fabric that she had no use for. So what did I do? I kept the shawl for myself because I figured it would be a shame to return it. My mom was then left without a gift.

I offered to buy her something she wanted, but I believe she was angry at the fact that I never take the time to realize that what I want is not something everyone else would want.

Once I begin my Christmas shopping, I am going to stay away from all stores that I enjoy shopping at. I must say I am a bit of a shopaholic because everything I see, I must have, even if I am buying it for someone else. I have always had the belief that just because I like something, someone else will like it, but that is not the case. I guess I fulfill my need to shop when I buy someone else a gift of something I like. It seems as if I have never made anyone happy with the gifts that I buy or I how I react if they don’t buy me something I want.

Christmas is not just about receiving the material things, nor is it about who can buy the best gifts. In the end, spreading the holiday spirit is what really matters and seeing everyone happy should make me happy.