So, um yeah. I entered a blog hop. I know, I know, not my usual thing. But I kinda liked this one. I mean, after all, they’re giving away a gift basket for gays. How cool is that?
If you’re coming here from the Queer Town Abbey Blog Hop, welcome! If it’s your first time here, you may want to bookmark me and come back because today is not the only day I’m giving away a prize. Every year from the day after Thanksgiving to New Year’s Eve, I give away a bunch of books, many of which are MM. I’ll be giving away a copy of the Broken Bonds audiobook for one lucky commenter on this post! It fits right in as Broken Bonds is first, and foremost, a Christmas Eve story with props to Dickens.
For the QTA Blog Hop, check the awesome prizes HERE. There’s a Rafflecopter there for entering. Also, I’m supposed to ask you a question at the end of this post with a simple one word answer that you need to return to the QTA website with. You will use the answer to enter the Rafflecopter giveaway. Look for the question at the bottom of this post in BOLD. Remember that the answer is one word and you’ll find it here in my blog post.
And now, for the QTA Blog Hop, I’m supposed to talk about what Christmas means to my family. That’s really a tough thing for me to answer. You see, my daughter is grown now and she’s not here this year. She’s at her dad’s. Even if she were here, we just don’t do Christmas like other families do. One reason is that unfortunately, we live in a very expensive part of the country and I’m the sole breadwinner in the family. That means my hard earned dollars don’t go very far. Most years, we can’t afford Christmas.
Coming from a family where my mom and dad loved Christmas, it’s personally difficult for me not to have a tree or presents or Christmas dinner. I satisfy my yearning for those holiday traditions by going to the company Christmas party where there’s traditional foods and a chance to dress up in holiday clothes. My husband puts lights up inside our windows, hangs my jangly bell laden wooden Santa on the front door, and puts up with me listening to Christmas music on the radio. And every year it makes me really sad that that’s the extent of what we can do.
I’ve learned that Christmas traditions mean a lot to me and not being able to do the things I grew up doing often makes me really melancholy come December. I do what I can do and take comfort in the fact that I’m not alone even if I’m too poor to have Christmas. I have my hubs and my daughter and the babies. I know they all love me. I may not have great health but I have a job that mostly pays the bills and I can write and make book covers to pay for the rest of the bills. We scrape by and we have love for each other. That means a lot to me because Christmas could be a lot worse, and has been, in the past.
So I guess what Christmas means to me is that it’s the time of year to be thankful for what I do have even if it’s not even close to what most people consider to be Christmas. It’s not material for me and when I find myself feeling pissy for not having what others have and take for granted, I pull myself out of the self-pity whirlpool. I try to remember that the people who take the presents and tree, food and parties for granted are really the ones who are poor. Holding the spirit of Christmas in your heart, the spirit of love and thankfulness, and remembering to cherish those things and not equate them with how much you’ve received in material things is truly what this holiday is about.
Although, it sure would be nice to have my own car and not have to share. 😉
Remember your loved ones this Holiday Season, the ones you are lucky enough to still have with you as well as those who have passed. Remember the lessons of love they’ve taught you over the years. Remember the fullness of your heart when you’ve been privileged to be with them. And remember that no matter how many gifts you give or get, it’s the gift of Love that is the greatest gift you can ever give or receive. You know, there really is a reason why I write romance.
The one word answer to the following question is what you need to take back to Queer Town Abbey with you in order to continue on the Blog Hop: What is the greatest gift you can ever give or receive? Go HERE to keep hopping!
For a chance to win a copy of Broken Bonds in audiobook, just leave me a comment and tell me what’s the most precious Christmas gift you’ve ever received.
Happy Holidays to you and yours.