Christmas Eve.....the final chapter in a long text book of holiday preparation. The last hoorah before the big day, the day we've all been waiting for. Twenty four hours from now, it'll all be over....in a blink of an eye, the tearing of paper, the indulgence of sweet treats and the fulfillment of every kids' dreams.
Isn't it amazing, and a little depressing, how a month of preparation, decorating, card writing, gift buying and menu planning can be over in the blink of an eye. This year we were decorated by Thanksgiving and the month following was pretty low key, stress free and relaxed. Years ago that may have bothered me, but nowadays I admit it was kind of nice to not be rushing around trying to be 'ready' on time. I used to wonder how the day could 'suddenly' be here, catching us by surprise when it's always the same date. Not anymore. I'm not sure if it's because I'm more organized or because I'm more sensible now, and I'm also not sure if I miss those old days of rushing and getting caught up in the holiday chaos. Part of me feels a little underwhelmed on this Christmas Eve, like I've missed something.
One thing I miss, and will miss tomorrow is half of my family - Katie and Mike have Covid so they will be absent from our Christmas Day. Alex will have to wait to see what Grandma and Grandpa got him for Christmas. I miss the holiday gatherings of the old days when our social calendar was packed with almost daily visits with friends between Christmas and New Year. Those days are long gone, especially the years since Covid. I miss our annual Open House when our home would be filled with family, friends and neighbors. I miss the late nights, staying awake until the kids were fast asleep, to carry out Santa duties after which I'd barely be able to sleep, afraid the kids would wake before me and I might miss their first impression expressions when they spied what Santa had left. I miss having my Dad with us. Even though he's been gone since 2008, I still miss his childlike enthusiasm opening gifts, never able or willing to take turns even though he always professed to not like Christmas. He loved buying gifts and many of those gifts were life's essentials like flashers for your car, flashlights (he was obsessed with flashlights), and any sort of equipment necessary in case of emergencies, breakdowns or accidents. He believed in being prepared.
It's been a quiet day in the Welter household today and despite watching Christmas Eve service from 3 different churches, it doesn't quite feel of the holiday spirit I've known in Christmases past. I guess I'm getting a glimpse of what it feels like as families evolve and grow, and diminish too. I know millions of people experience much less holiday activity that me, many who aren't as fortunate to have family like I do, so I'm not complaining. Life changes though and we are forced to change with it. Just like we have been forced to readjust in so many ways since 2020, this is just one more challenge I will learn to embrace.
The holiday will not be without celebration. Tomorrow the rest of the family and some new family will gather together to celebrate. It won't be the same as years before, but it will be joyous and filled with conversation, grandchildren's excitement, good food and the start of a brand new family tradition. For all that, I am extremely blessed and thankful. I hope this Christmas finds you all surrounded by the people you love, warm memories of those who are no longer present, and reminders of the Christmases of your past.
Decorating my home has always been one of my biggest joys of Christmas. So much of my décor has a story, was a gift or family heirloom. Some I've crafted, some more recent acquisitions, but all of it curated to create an atmosphere of Christmas wonder. I debated sharing a house tour on the blog this year. My home is certainly not magazine worthy, but a story of our life together over 44 years and a collection of treasures from those years. It's the constant that feels normal during times of change in years like these and brings back wonderful memories of holidays long ago. So, if you're interested, scroll on and enjoy a little glimpse into our Christmas.
Santa above was purchased at Hannaford a million years ago for $19. The sewn Santa on the right was a gift from a very dear friend.
I love this post! I feel this more and more each year as the kids get older. I try to remind myself to look at the beauty of the new stages instead of missing the old ones so much. :) I hope you had a wonderful holiday season and wish you the peace and happiness in 2023!
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