Another sleepless night, I am meant to be awake in less than six hours.
So today I started to decorate for Easter, I love to decorate. I'm in charge of the holidays pretty much, I decorate, plan the dinners, and plan events. I get tired of it because I am the one running the holidays making sure everything is ready and such. My family never really appreciates it either way. Do you know why I bother? I believe that holidays are special and magically and I wish that my childhood would of been as special and magical as I try to make the holidays. About a year ago I made it so we celebrated every holiday like Saint Patrick and Mardi Gras, I decorated and made a very special themed dinners for the holidays and played appropriately themed music. I thought it was fun. My mom never put much effort into the holidays, hell, my mom won't even bake. I try to give my brother and sisters what I wish I had had though I don't think they appreciate it. I wish I had had homemade cookies, cakes ans pies. I even have gone a step further and make homemade bread. Homemade stuff is always best because love and effort went into it, it makes it so special. I am not saying I am not pleased with my childhood, it was fair.
Good night, Gaia
· Sat Mar 16, 2013 @ 09:36am · 0 Comments