This is something I missed out on during my childhood. Father Christmas very seldom visited my house decorations never were put up and Christmas Day was often another day of being lonely. The only presents I can remember getting was books from a lovely neighbour which to this day I'm still very greatful for. It's not because we didn't believe in Christmas more like the adults couldn't be bothered money was tight but funnily enough there was money for alcohol and ciggerettes!
My first real Christmas came when I was 13 and placed in the care of a loving family I remember the tree having a stocking and the next morning my little pile of presents just for me it wasn't the material things that mattered but the fact that somebody took the time and care to choose things for me eating a Christmas dinner and having fun and playing games theses are all the things that make me love Christmas today a feeling of togetherness and more important family.
So from tomorrow when we open our advents right up till the decorations come down I'm usually in full flow singing I wish it could be christmas everyday.