This time of year
always makes me sentimental and nostalgic. I think of traditions that have been
carried on through generations and the one’s that we’ve adopted since.There are so many.
I know a lot of people give Christmas pajamas as gifts.
When I was a child, they were the one present we were allowed to open Christmas
Eve. My parents always attended late Christmas Eve services and my sister and I liked to stay up until they returned. It always seemed to snow and I can remember my
dad coming in, his dark hair glistening with magical snowflakes. He was always
so jubilant with Christmas spirit and love of the season. My mum made us hot
chocolate and she and dad had a brandy and eggnog or two and we’d settle down
to watch A Christmas Carol, the one with Alastair Sim and when it was
finished we went up to bed and tried our best to sleep.
Now that I have a
family of my own, we still do the Christmas pj’s and watch Scrooge, but now I
enjoy a good strong eggnog, or three. But now that my children are getting
older and that excitement that used to light their faces has dimmed, I miss the
anticipation and the happiness that used to fuel the festive atmosphere. But in
its place I have found a new kind of perspective as our children begin lives of
their own, separate from us, and start families of their own. I wonder what
traditions that my husband and I have carried on from our respective families
or the one’s we began as our own little family unit, that the children will
take and treasure into their own future families. And will they look back on
our times together with the same love and sentiment that I still feel? I’d give
just about anything to see my dad come through the door just once more with
snowflakes clinging to his hair. But that will have to wait until we meet
again. See, sentimental and nostalgic, that’s me. :)
So, don’t let the
commotion and the Scrooge-like crowds get you down. Stop for just a minute and
take out those sweet memories that make you smile or even shed a tear. Carry on
those traditions, make some new ones and Hug the one’s you love a little
tighter.
I wish you all a safe
and Merry Christmas.
H K
HK,
ReplyDeleteI've taken over my mother's tradition of buying underpants! My boys are in their twenties so buying decent undies isn't high on their list of priorities ;)
We also have the ridiculous tradition of cooking a hot lunch - turkey, ham pork, roast veg and plum pudding. All eaten in the blazing heat of an Aussie summer!
Merry Christmas to all
Cheers,
Donna
Hey, Donna, that's so true, boys just don't care about underclothes, do they. That's a good one. I like that.
ReplyDeleteWe've had some green Christmases but they were still cold. It's going to be a white one this year. We have a good bit of snow and this morning it was minus 23 when we rolled out of bed. I can't see it melting for any time soon.
Thanks for stopping and sharing, Donna, Merry Christmas.
Cheers!
I love films too. Love Actually is my favourite at Christmas time and also Seven Brides for Seven Brothers - my mother used to love that film! It doesn't feel like Christmas if they're not on at least once over the holidays, even just in the background.
ReplyDeleteLily x