There are some people who say that growing up changes a person in different phases, like the seasons. Every season represents its own unique significance to each child and adult. Looking back on how I celebrated and loved this time of year makes me cherish all of my holiday memories from my past as well as my present. I may want different kinds of presents from when I was little, but the heart of my holiday feelings have not changed a bit.

When I was younger, all I wanted for Christmas was any Barbie-related item I could think of. Another perk I never forgot was the time away from school that I so desperately counted. I wanted to make sure I savored my vacations as much as possible. I also loved cuddling up under blankets with some hot chocolate and watching Christmas movies with my momma. I always helped decorate our big tree with all the amazing ornaments she's collected over the years. Back then, I admit my mind was more occupied on toys, Santa Claus, and relaxation mostly due to my being an only child who was always ready for playtime.

Now that I am older and technically classified as an 'adult,' my childhood heart still embraces this holiday, but with an altered approach. Nowadays, my presents revolve more or less around movies and books that I am obsessed with at the time. However, I still welcome every chance to spend my lazy days of Christmas vacation cuddled up in warm blankets watching Christmas movies and decorating the tree. For the record, there will never be a time where I will turn away hot chocolate.

The main part of me that grew up as Christmas seasons have passed is my giving nature. I do not only focus on my own desire and curiosity for presents like I used to. In fact, I love giving out presents to my loved ones, especially knowing that they will love their gifts. Although I know people are generally supposed to love the feeling they get from being generous to others, I prefer to give at Christmas the most. After all, when I know so much about my beloved friends and family, giving them presents that they are guaranteed to enjoy warms my heart in a different way than receiving presents ever can.

As I get older, I often remember certain random details that come from my childhood, just like anyone else. My spirit, not of Christmas but of myself, has changed the most as holiday seasons keep coming and going through my life. I don't exactly see myself as an adult, but I know a lot more about giving back than I did as a kid. My childhood Christmas days were so wonderful and pure, and they will always influence and enhance my love for the holiday season.