Santa is not a holiday hero for children growing up in poverty. I don’t think this is just because someone spoiled the excitement or because I caught him unloading gifts on my front porch—but because I knew, even at seven years old, that he didn’t exist. There was no chimney for him to slide down at my house. There was no ho, ho laughter filling the night, and no tree for him to place gifts under. We didn’t have one.
The holiday season is known as a time for gratefulness, love, and joy, but let’s keep it real: Your glow-up doesn’t always get a round of applause. Sometimes, the more happiness and calmness you display, the more it angers those who watch you. This isn’t your problem. It’s theirs. But let’s unpack why your self-confidence, especially during the holidays, might cause some people to become hot-headed and bothered by your character.
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Hey, there! As you read this, I am sitting at my dining room table. My hair is still in a bright pink bonnet. I am wearing my maroon-colored nightgown with pink trimming with the matching robe. I washed my face with cold water in the bathroom sink before brushing my teeth. My 3-year-old daughter asked for assistance with dumping her potty out into the toilet after she woke up after 9:00am this Sunday.
DMX said, “Let a dog roam, and he’ll find his way home. They always come back! Who is they? A man from your past popping up like he never left? Is he two steppin’ while, and sliding into your DMs, acting like he just wanted to say hey?
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