Isn't it sad when you realize that the child in you has grown up and dissipated into adulthood? What used to be inconceivable to me when I was a child now makes perfect sense; I can understand the adult perspective because I am an adult. I'm not a child behind enemy lines scoping out the lay of the land; I am the "enemy". I know the mindset, the motive, the excuses firsthand. I'm here. I'm not sure if it's better or worse this way.
One thing I have grown out of is cheesy Christmas songs. The tried-and-true carols come on the radio and jingle around in my ears, but some of them now strike me as flat-out stupid. What's with that song talking about Santa Claus coming right down Santa Claus Lane? Maybe it's because I was never one of Santa's believers, but I think the song is dumb. Now that I mention it, I can't think of a single song that includes Santa that I really like. Allow me an apathetic shrug.
Becoming older hasn't unveiled any new insights into the song The 12 Days of Christmas, though. It has always puzzled me. Why would anyone want any of the gifts besides the five golden rings? Perhaps the song hearkens back to a simpler time, when people were satisfied with more basic gifts. You know, like when people gave each other eight maids a-milking. Wait, what? Hmm—I guess it doesn't quite make sense in any era. In any case, the song provides ample material for Christmas-themed jokes and videos.
After making this week's video, I've found myself asking frequently, "Are you insecure?" Ask yourself this question and ponder your motives for the way you act in various situations. You might surprise yourself, if you're painfully honest. I think insecurity accounts for much more of my behavior than I'd like to admit.
I hope your Christmases were happy and secure!
Love,
Jordan
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