Wait Until Tomorrow
Thursday, December 23, 2010 at 10:20AM I remember back when I was a kid trying my hardest to go to sleep on Christmas Eve just so morning would come sooner. I would lie in bed staring at the ceiling forcing myself to calm down and go to sleep in hopes of one of those “blink and its morning” kind of a night.
It never worked.
One year I thought going to be really early would help which of course did the exact opposite. I tried warm milk. Yuck. Extra blankets, thinking the mega snugginess would put me in a coma like sleep. Nope. Nothing worked.
I SWEAR I once heard jingle bells outside. And although I know what we as adults KNOW about Christmas I still cannot explain this phenomenon. Was it Dad? Santa? Who knows?
Christmas morning I would get up earlier than I did for school but with so much more joy of course. Still we had a rule that we would all open our gifts together but just sitting there in my PJ’s by the tree waiting by those packages was the best. One of my sisters would turn on the tree lights and we would sit in wonder in front of the all the colored bulbs looking for presents with our names on them.
I can’t imagine all that waiting and all that hoping and never ever getting to open a gift. Can you?
Can you imagine telling your kids to get to bed because tomorrow will be the best day ever! In a few hours or so you will wake to a tree filled with exciting toys and gifts for you. Everything you have been waiting for will be there in the morning. But then you sit an wait and never get the present. Can you imagine how awful that must be?
What if while you were sitting there you were told to go back to bed because it turned out it would be next year before you got to open them. And then next year the same. “Sorry kid, no presents until next year but be ready because it is going to be great!”
Would you lose hope? Would you want to wait for presents?
Sure you may have a glimmer of hope but my guess is you would go on with life not really expecting any gift to come. “It’ll be great when it does come but until then I am not going to worry about it.” Maybe that is the attitude to have.
The truth is that we were told we would be gifted with a cure long ago and it always seems there are new “tomorrows” every year.
Each Christmas I think about all the blessing I have and the gifts I have in all of you. And then at the same time I wish for that cure for all of us. I hope and pray about it but I don’t expect it.
It’ll be great when it does come but until then I am not going to worry about it.
Reader Comments (2)
Well shit George...you made me tear up! Joe is only 4 years into this. I know not to count on one...a cure. But, I still have hope...for a better life for Joe.
This is a deep post G-Money....
It's hard to not let that disappointment and waiting turn into frustration and anger.