I'm going to make a shocking confession right now. I don't know how to Christmas. I actually just discovered this on this very night. At 31 years old, I have no idea how to truly deck the halls with merry measure. You see, I was raised in a non-Christmas celebrating household. Christmas day was a day like any other during my childhood. Obviously I knew what Christmas was...sort of. From what I gathered from classmates and TV, Santa brought amazing presents, there was ham involved, a beautiful Christmas tree, and time with family you never see most of the year. A beautiful snow-covered time to make memories and tear open presents with the all the gusto and grace of vikings storming a village. Joyful.
