merry freaking christmas.
by now you probably know exactly how much i love christmas. now let me tell you exactly why. my parents fought a lot when i was little and there’s a lot of times i don’t like to remember from my early childhood. but the times i love to think back on were always christmas. i loved waking up christmas morning and jumping in my parents bed and running downstairs to my grandpa’s eager face and big belly laughs. it was more than the presents at such a young age, it was a time of pure joy.
even as i grew older, christmas was always a time of love, happiness, and warmth at my household. when we didn’t have any money for presents, but we still managed to get my special celebrate adoption ornament. when the heat went out at my grandparents house so we all snuggled up to a nice warm fire with hot cocoa. it was curling up in my grandfather’s arms and letting his love wash over me, it was my moms tears whenever i made her a gift instead of buying one, it was my father singing feliz navidad over the phone because he knew how much it made me laugh. i just love christmas.
over the years ive learned to tone down my excitement about a lot of things because people think its childish or weird, but the one thing i have never been around you is embarrassed about my excitement. you have consistently allowed me to be unashamed about my love for christmas and have even indulged me. never did i think i would find myself dating someone who accepted my love for christmas this much and do anything to make me my happiest.
simply put, it’s why i’ve fallen for you. there are so many other reasons, but this is the biggest. thank you for letting me show my christmas cheer. thank you for your encouragement and patience. thank you for being you.
merry christmas, brendan.