Well well Happy New Year to everyone! I don’t know how smoothly your holiday season went, but I think we had Christmas…we might’ve had a New Year… I’m pretty sure we had food. It was all such a blur here at my little house that I blinked and it was all gone.
December is such a busy month for us with one of my sister’s birthdays, that same sister’s homecoming, my wedding anniversary, my son’s birthday and Christmas all at once and then the New Year – it is impossible to keep afloat in the sea of festivities. Then throw on illnesses and trying to edit a book in time for the end of January and it was mass chaos.
I was able to step back on Christmas Eve, after running all around town and settling at my parents’ house for a finger-food dinner and breathe for just a moment. Unfortunately tears followed that breath as I began remembering the days when Christmas was simple, beautiful and perfectly quintessential. My whole extended family would get together at my grandparents’ house in Norwood, Massachusetts and have dinner with everyone dressed in their very best. My sisters and I would be in sweet little dresses, hair bows, wooly tights and patented leather shoes, running around the house, waiting to open the enormous amount of gifts under the oversized Christmas tree. There would be music playing and it was guaranteed that It’s a Wonderful Life would playing on a television somewhere under the roof. Soon one of the cousins would be chosen to play Santa Claus, retrieving and distributing the gifts among us all, then they’d be opened one by one. By late evening, we were brought barely awake to my other grandparents house where we’d sleep and wake up to another tree looming above colorful boxes.
All were perfect images of a simpler time. Today, my grandparents are with God or living in a home, old and invalid and gone are those precious times. No one gets together, no one visits, and phone calls are nill to none thanks to social media. And here I try to make every holiday as precious and memorable as before for my son, but I can’t. I swear, some day I will have that idyllic Christmas eve and morn once again.
Now, as sit and type – tonight being the end of Christmas break for my little boy, I’m grateful that I have my family and that we, as small as we are just the three of us, were together, healthy and happy during the busy season. Happy New Year All!!! There is so much to come from this author in 2013!