I am currently at work, listening to the Bing Crosby Christmas album. This is a huge mistake when you are living in a foreign country. Huge! I am imagining people at home drinking hot chocolate, doing Christmas shopping, having family get togethers and all the good things of home. Why do I put myself through this agony? There are songs that I will refuse to listen to while living away – “Have yourself a merry little Christmas” has just been put at the top! Do me a favor today, wherever you are right now, find this song, listen to it – and you will understand my slow death.
Thank you Bing Crosby, for the palatable homesickness I feel at this moment.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of Yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Honestly, I love this song. More than I can say. It just causes me to put up more snowflakes in my apartment and continue hanging my twinkly lights, and call my friend to continue making our “Christmas in Beijing” plans. Crisis averted.
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