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It's Christmas Eve and I'm alone...and I'm so cool with that!

No, seriously....I am super cool with it. You might even say I'm happy with that...

Dahlings

How are you? I'm fine thanks.

So this year, I broke tradition and I did not go back to the EC for Christmas. I know...perish the thought...blah blah...I'm actually glad I chose that decision. Yeah, I said it.

Don't get me wrong, I love going back to the village/ezilalini. I think I've mentioned before that as I grow older, the more I love going back to Cofimvaba. Literally, I feel like ndiyokukha amandla (directly translated: 'to fetch strength') Do what you will with that English. I also miss my nieces and nephews desperately.

Here are my reasons for not going to the EC:

a) I need to be financially responsible. I always end up spending more than I should and start the year off Janu-worrying. I am putting myself through varsity and it's costing me twelve arms and three legs. There are other financial goals I want to meet and need to sacrifice short term gratification for long term benefit.

b) I was not mentally/emotionally/physically/spiritually/mentally/emotionally prepared for that three-year-long drive to the EC. I hope next year I will be.

c) Lastly, and most excitingly, I needed to start my own traditions. For example, I'm currently listening to Boney M, I have some cute tinsel, lights on, etc. I am going to watch Gilmore Girls Christmas episode because it makes me happy. 
For a long time I hated Christmas. I hated some memories that I have from my childhood, I hated the pressure that everything needs to be perfect and I hated that the consumerist agenda is at an accelerated level during this time of the year. Here's food for thought...suicide deaths are the highest this time. 







Shout out to God for restoring Christmas this year. It's my first Christmas at my place and I feel so at peace. 

Most importantly, the only way to restore us back to our Creator was born. The only way I have a direct relationship with my Creator God was born. The best thing to happen to my spirit man was born. 

This is an opportunity to create new traditions that make your soul glad. Fight for yourself. You're enough, you're so enough, you have no idea how enough you are. You're so worth it.

(side note: I get it, not everyone celebrates CHRISTmas because not everyone is CHRISTian. But really? Must we say "happy 25th December"? I won't compare this with other faiths but come on! How come they get "happy Eid" or "happy Diwali" and we get "happy 25th December"? If we're to be inclusive, don't do it at the expense of other faiths)

Merry Christmas.

xo 
Stellah

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