THE HOLIDAYS

  
I’ve missed out on so many holidays due to the military.  Most notable, this time last year I was in Iraq.  For Thanksgiving I was sitting in the chow hall with at least a thousand other soldiers.  For Christmas I was in my little two man room watching Frosty The Snowman with my fifty-six year old roommate from New York, it was freezing rain outside, and muddy.  On New Year’s 2010 my platoon was allowed to drink two beers, which was immediately followed by incoming enemy artillery.

    This year has been the polar opposite, and I have been blessed to be surrounded by the friends and family that I love, and show love back. 

    On Christmas Eve my best friend, Manolo, threw his usual party.  Even though he was disappointed that a lot of people flaked out, I thought that all the important people were there.  I got some facetime with Seba and Tim, who I don’t see as much nowadays.  Even Boris showed up, despite being busy with the newborn.  I bought Fleshlights for Manolo, Tim, Primo, and Seba.  It was the highlight of the night.  Those guys won’t have to use their hands anymore, and it’s all because of me. 

  
On Christmas day I went over to my sister, Michelle’s, house.  Randy, Jessica, and baby Jaya were there.  Jen, Helen, Nyk, and Naomi showed up, and then Lauren arrived later.  We watched the Lakers get demolished by the Heat-  so disappointing, but unfortunately expected. 
   
    Before Christmas I griped about the hassles of shopping for gifts.  When I got to see the look on my family members’ and friends’ faces, as they received them, I realized that it was all worth it.  They say, “it’s the thought that counts,” but this Christmas I also got exactly what I wanted, and I also got stuff that everyone actually wanted or needed.  It felt so good to actually get both of those things right. 

    The best gift of all was from my brother:  a high performance intermediate level short board.  For the last month I had been telling him that I wanted to buy a new board, and he told me “I wasn’t ready.”  He said that and found the time to get me a board with all the right dimensions for my height and weight.  I gotta love him for that.  That was the cherry on top for my Christmas, and Christmas was so good that I don’t even want ANYTHING for my birthday. 

   
At the end of the night Lauren and I still had a lot of gifts to open at the apartment.  Last year I had to give my Christmas wishes to her over a webcam, but I had the joy and privilege of watching her unwrap her gifts right there in front of me.  I took a lot of pictures.  She was happy with the HD Camcorder I got her, but her best gift was an iPad from her parents. 

    There were no corny shirts or lame ass presents this year.  She got me some good surf porn, a Nixon tide watch, a surfer’s journal, and a five-hundred page book on the history of surfing.  The only thing that was missing was my Mom who was stuck in Vegas because of their bad winter weather.  The only other thing that would’ve made Christmas perfect was if my Grandpa was still around.  I still miss him very much to this day.

    At the end of the night I held Lauren in my arms and told her to take a look around.  The lights were off, but the Christmas lights and decorations around the tree still shined bright.  I told her that we finally had our first Christmas together, and that we’ve made some awesome memories from it. 

    When I was watching the news they were showing soldiers eating their Christmas dinners overseas.  They were in the chow hall chewing … with blank expressions on their faces.  That was me a year ago.  I’m so glad that’s not me right now; I feel for those guys.  For a while I forgot what the holidays are all about.  Last year I didn’t even tell anyone it was my birthday.  If we were given time off I would just go back to my room and close the door.  I fooled myself and believed that the holidays were overrated.  I was wrong.  It brought people together.  I spent time with Lauren’s family, my childhood friends, surf friends, and my immediate family.  Positive greetings were given and received the whole time.  I got so many warm hugs, saw faces smile with full grills exposed, and heard endless laughter.  No one could put a price on that.  I also was in touch with other people that have been and still are going through hard times.  I’m in touch with reality now that I am truly blessed to have everything that I have now from Lauren, my family, friends, to my peace of mind, the opportunity to surf, and even the Ikea plastic chair that is under my brown ass.   I am still amazed with how well these holidays went.  My birthday is in two days; I don’t even want anything.  It can’t get any better than this.  I am ever so grateful.