The Changing Seasons (NJ12)


The Changing Seasons (NJ12) 

As the season officially nears winter, not only does the weather change but so do people. Despite the cold weather, Christmas time usually makes everyone feel slightly more cheerful. To get into the Christmas spirit this year, I decided to attend the annual TCU Christmas tree lighting held in the commons. I had gone each of the last two years, and I wanted to make it a tradition to go every year of my college career.

When I arrived at the commons, my eyes immediately fixated on the massive tree presented in front of me. The magnificent green color of the tree combined with the intricate decorations made the tree truly spectacular. Not to mention, the sheer size of it amazed me, as I have never seen a Christmas tree so large since getting to TCU during my freshman year. When it was time to light the tree, the student body started a countdown. As soon as the countdown hit one, the Christmas lights flickered on, and fireworks exploded in the background. The white lights on the tree in the foreground combined with the purple fireworks shooting up perfectly behind the tree made me delighted.

I desperately needed this event to transition into the Christmas spirit. Although the weather was starting to shift to a colder climate, for some reason I could not get into the Christmas mood. Although the seasons change naturally without help from outside forces, sometimes we as humans need an external push to help us notice and appreciate the changing seasons. For me this year, the push I needed was the Christmas tree lighting, and the child within me could finally come out again during Christmastime.


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