Well, it is Halloween and everyone is posting about their present and past Halloweens. I have very mixed emotions about Halloween. Let me take you back to my childhood... (haha this won't get all sad or sappy I promise)
I was never allowed to celebrate Halloween growing up. As apart of my parents religion secular holidays were not allowed (like on Easter I have never painted an egg or gone on a Easter egg hunt and, still to this day, I never have). With that being said, I never got to dress up or, trick or treat until one year I decided I was going to be a normal teenager and go trick or treating (I later learned that 16 is a tad too old to trick or treat but whatever). I begged my mom to let me "Just pass out candy" with my friend. She let me go and from my friends house we left and went trick or treating! It was so fabulous and I couldn't believe I had been missing out for the past 16 years! (Fun fact of firsts, this year was the first time I carved a pumpkin)
As this year's Halloween has come, T and I are doing nothing. No parties this past weekend, no handing out candy, just hanging out with each other. This year is an ode to my past and oddly enough, I am enjoying it. Is it possible to grow out of a "holiday" when you were so deprived from it as a child? If so, I think that is what is happening. I used to sit at my window as a kid and watch all the costumed children, go door to door, having a blast doing it. But now, I think I have lost my feverish need to participate in Halloween.