The month of giving

I don't know what's with this time of the year. I get this urge wanting to help others and be loved by the people around me. Well, I did my part. Helped around the house, visit both of my grandmas, and helped strangers that need an extra hand to carry things. I would do more like donate something to the cancer society for children but I lost their flier that they send me earlier. And when I say "donate something" I meant my long hair that I have cut off couple months ago. Those poor kids have to shave their head and needed a wig.

My family on the other hand isn't much into the sprite of the holiday. I don't know why. All I wanted is for them to be happy as a family during Christmas. But, all they wanted is to do their own separate thing and argues who's plans is more important. You tell me how could I be happy when they act like this. It really hurts me.