So, another Christmas has come and gone. Last year, I had a difficult time with the changes time and age had brought to my traditions. My mother, in a nursing home, was no longer present and at the center of our Christmas Eve. Christmas Eve became a quiet holiday with only Alex and I together. A far cry from the bustling, loud family filled eves of Christmas past. It wasn't the same and I struggled with getting even the slightest hint of the spirit. This year, however, was different. Oh, those changes remain in effect but, for some reason, I embraced the quiet of Christmas Eve and realized that we are starting our own traditions.
It was nice being home alone with Alexander, exchanging our gifts, relaxing, talking, eating the fine holiday meal I cooked and just being ourselves.
On Christmas Day, we were off to my sister's house for more eating (and lots of it!) and a whole passel of family to contend with. There was talking, laughing, singing and playing games. And, you know what? It was fun! I could get used to this way of celebrating this season.
But, our Christmas is not over! Nope! Next Saturday we're having another family get together at the nursing home where there will be more eating, singing and exchanging of gifts. Mom will be there, at the center of it all, where she should be. We'll have kishka and kielbasa and gooey caramel rolls. And all will be right with the world.
So, as the Christmas season wanes and we await the Epiphany, raise your glass to new traditions, quiet peaceful nights and the love only family can bring.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
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