Halloween Isn’t About Me Anymore.

Wednesday is Halloween.  Wednesday is, arguably, the worst day for Halloween to fall on.  Too far from either weekend to make a celebration feel genuine, 2018’s Halloween has been anti-climactic for us.  We didn’t celebrate last weekend, and you can’t celebrate the weekend after because that’s technically Thanksgiving season (or already Christmas season, depending on the store you’re in).  So yeah, Wednesday Halloween is pretty lame for us.

But it won’t be lame for my three-year-old son, and that’s the most important thing.

Halloween isn’t about what we want to do anymore.  Halloween is about making memories for my son, so he gets to enjoy the same joyous traditions I did when I was young.  It doesn’t matter if Halloween is on a weekend or the middle of the week.  We’re going trick-or-treating on Halloween because that’s what you do when you’re a child, or if you’re the parent of one.  The focus of our Halloween is no longer about our parties or shenanigans, but about making sure my son is happy with his costume and has fun getting free candy.

Halloween remains my favorite holiday, whether or not I’ve put decorations up.  My wife and I had a Halloween themed wedding (we celebrated our seventh anniversary on Monday), so it’s always going to hold a special place in my heart.  If my son falls in love with Halloween because of the memories we’ve helped him make in his childhood, then we’ll have not only done him a service as his parents, we’ll have passed along some spooky traditions we hold dear to our own hearts.

However you celebrate it, I hope you folks have a Happy Halloween tomorrow!