Call me a Grinch (if you must), but I’m just not feeling Christmas this year. If you look around our apartment, you’ll notice that it’s barren of any kind of holiday displays: a Christmas tree, wrapped gifts, festive decor, treats and other baked goods—we just haven’t gotten around to it.
Part of it is because of John’s insane work schedule as of late, and the other part is that we recently returned from our honeymoon. But aside from those factors, my whole attitude towards Christmas has changed and has been changing with every year that passes by.
To me, it’s starting to feel like a frivolous occasion. The presents, the lights, the music—I just don’t have the patience for it, or at least not in the same way I once did. And since I’m not very religious, Christmas doesn’t hold that kind of value for me either.
Until a week ago, I was pretty jaded to the idea of yet another Christmas, but then, something changed.
My Mom invited us over to decorate Christmas cookies (a tradition that has continued since I was a kid). On an otherwise regular Sunday afternoon, I sat around my parents’ kitchen table, watching the sheer joy appear on the faces of my niece and nephew as they squeezed icing and tossed sprinkles onto their cookies.
Then I thought to myself, this is what Christmas is about about: family. And more importantly, it’s about the kids. I think of all my special childhood Christmas memories and realize how important it is to pass on some of those traditions to the new generation of little ones in my life.
I am now an Auntie (four times over), and I think it’s my job to ensure my niece and nephews have the same kind of wonderful Christmas memories I had when I was younger. Whether it’s singing carols with grandparents, decorating Christmas cookies, or waking up super early on Christmas morning to sift through a massive mountain of unwrapped toys and games from Santa—just some of the things I can remember—I want them to experience that too.
In light of a recent tragedy (that we all know about) involving far too many innocent children and several brave adults, I’m holding on to the hands of my family, including the kids, just a little bit tighter. And in spite of the holiday blues, I know it’s important to keep my spirits up for them.
Merry Christmas everyone! To you and your families 🙂