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Greedy A$$h0le$

I would never wish my situation on anyone. I don't want anyone to experience the pain and heartache of losing a sibling. BUT, hate me now, go ahead... I wish everyone experienced something life changing. Whatever it may be. Ill leave it to your imagination.

Here's why. A few weeks ago one of my younger sisters came home from school and was sharing a story from lunch. It went a little something like this. "X's birthday is coming up. X told her mom that she wanted not one but TWO Tiffany necklaces and if she didn't get them they were going to have a problem." Let that sink in. Maybe, but I hope to God not, this is totally normal to some of you. You blatantly told your parents what you wanted, and you got it. You chose something ridiculously priced and there it was. I'm disgusted by that. Here's another example. Last year after losing my brother I overheard someone complaining because they did not get the gold iphone but a blue one (or whatever color it was, who cares!). First of all, that couple hundred dollar phone your holding.. ITS BRAND NEW, second.. I was the last person who wanted to hear about you not getting what you wanted, take a walk in my shoes sweetie and then tell me how important your iphone color is. (So i'm not being totally ignorant, I realize the gold phone was actually better but again.. who cares.)

Excuse my language but when did we become such greedy assholes? Nothing is ever good enough and we have to have the best of everything, Maybe it's the last year that changed me or maybe I was brought up by parents who actually have their head on straight but the society we live in is not what I want my future kids to experience. Sure I've wanted things but never to the extreme that is present today. You're going to have an issue if you don't get the necklace you want? I think you need to reevaluate your life...

My Mom asked me what I wanted for Christmas a few weeks ago... a watch. That's what I told her. Not some random walmart watch, there is a specific one but its not outrageously priced or bling-ed out. It's just a watch. Will I be mad if I don't get it? No. It's not THAT important, Would it be nice to have? Yeah, sure! Santa and I sure as hell wont "have a problem" though if its not under the tree.


All I really want for Christmas is my family together without the drama. Who gives a flying shit about what happened at Christmas last year or who is/isnt hosting Christmas for whatever reason. Sit your butts on the couch or in a chair, don't dine and dash and enjoy being with your family. Do you realize how blessed we are just to be able to do that? I'm going to get all emotional on you... I have a brother in heaven... wont be seeing him this Christmas. BUT.. I have aunts and uncles, grandparents, cousins, great aunts and uncles, parents and sisters who I can see.. and seeing them all together, happy, is all I need this Christmas. I don't need shiny boxes with bows, I don't need the latest and greatest of anything.

I guess what I am getting at is life is so much more than the presents under the tree at this time of year. That iphone you want... in less than a year it will be outdated. Those UGG boots that you HAVE to have.... out of style by next Christmas. Let your focus be on what's really important not just this time of the year but always. Don't get wrapped up in the consumerism of the holidays.

Hug your family a little tighter, listen a little closer at thanksgiving/Christmas dinner, and enjoy being together. We're not promised tomorrow, so don't let today slip away. And.... #doitforCJ

Christmas music is officially playing on 93.9 fm... but you didn't hear it from me ;) 

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