“I Told My Husband ‘I Have to Tell You Something: I Went to Hobby Lobby & Bawled My Eyes Out’”: Wife Says This Year, I Need Some ‘Dang Christmas Cheer’

It’s true.

I stood right in front of these trees and started crying when I heard the acoustic version of ‘O’ Holy Night’ playing over the speakers.

I need some dang Christmas cheer. We all do.

I don’t know whether it was exhaustion, sadness, or happiness, but I was in the middle of a full-on breakdown.

I’m excited for my favorite time of year.

I need to live vicariously through my children.

I need to hug and squeeze my family.

I want to binge eat my favorite holiday foods.

I want to watch the snow fall.

I want to watch ‘Home Alone’ and the ‘Santa Clause’ over and over.

I want to listen to Judy Garland’s ‘Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas’ on repeat.

I want to drink hot chocolate in front of the fireplace.

I want to stare at the Christmas tree lights until midnight.

I want to bake and decorate cookies.

I want to go to Midnight mass.

I want to toast beers with my husband while we wait for Santa.

I even want to hang out with our family’s elf.

I want to do all the things we do during the most magical time of the year.

Because 2020 has brought us nothing but hurt, disappointment, sadness, and confusion.

I need all the things that are good in this world.