
It's that time of year again. Colourful lights beginning to light up local streets. Shop shelves packed with artificial trees. Mariah Carey slowly defrosting. That's right.
It's only a matter of time before my annual 'Elf' viewing.
In fact, what I love about the movie 'Elf' is that it always reminds me of Christmas growing up—back when I used to peek outside my window past 'bedtime' in hopes Santa would crash-land in my backyard, lining up carrots for the reindeer like it was a buffet.
It's easy for the Christmas spirit in each of us to fade as we grow older. Heck, I never thought I'd see the day that I ask for money as a Christmas gift instead of some cool little toy or gadget, but here we are.
What once represented a day full of presents now serves more as a checkpoint—an oasis in a widespread desert. A chance to hop off the treadmill, have a breather, and enjoy the company of my family and friends, without having to worry about what's going on the front page the coming week.
And once the new year rolls around, it's right back into it! I'm still warming to this whole 'adult life' thingy.