#most of the time im pretty ambivalent about austarlians as a whole

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The thing I like about Christmas - the reason it’s my favourite holiday - is that Christmas isn’t about things like, romance, or fun, or improving yourself, or even really family. 

Christmas, in its modern secular version, isn’t about anything super specific. In Australia, it isn’t even about having a time of warmth and festivities before the cold winter, really.

It’s about joy. In all its forms. The joy of a kid playing with toys. The joy and wonder of seeing the world around you all decorated beautifully. A joy belonging to everyone: not just immediate friends and family, but to strangers, and all the charity and peace that comes with that. An end to hostilities. Just people being kind to one another, and enjoying simple, indulgent joyful things.

“It’s that time of year when the world falls in love.” That’s it. It’s when all those corny feelings and sentimentality can mean something. That giddiness of being in love, of believing in another person, can be extended to everyone; to the world as a whole.

At Christmas, we can all be sorta silly and childish and care too much and see the best in things. We can feel deeply and yearn. We can be whimsical and creative. We can find meaning in the little things. And we can eat rich food and drink and relax to our heart’s content.

I just. Like that. Christmas is about happiness. The importance and worth of your own happiness, and the goodness of making others happy, too. Because that, ultimately, is the most important thing of all!