A Christmas Wish

Christmas time is just another holiday to me. It kind of gets old after the five months you celebrate it. I've never really liked it anyway. It's not a big deal. Besides, the only people I celebrate with are my mom and my little sister, Valerie. If you are wondering why I didn't mention my dad... Well... he died on Christmas Day... When I was seven.... The same Christmas I remember more than the others. It wasn't because he was sick, or ill... he was just trying to make my Christmas memorable in a good way. He was going to get some ingredients for my mom's famous Christmas pie, and while he was stopped at the light at the square, an idiot ran the light and slammed into my dad's side door, killing him on impact.

Maybe that's why I don't like Christmas.

Yep ... that's why.

Nine years later and I was better than ever ... Maybe if you consider going on an international journey to see a world famous band, doing things you never would have done, as well as trying to pursue your dream of becoming a journalist at the same time. #MyLife