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Christmas Traditions
Lunete

The Christmas tradition in this household of mine hasn’t changed much, if at all, in the time that I have been around. I like it that way.

This one day, and perhaps the preceding days leading up to it, are some of the few days in which my family feels like a family. Now there’s no real tension between us most of the time, and all of us love one another, however during the majority of the year, most of us are separated by large swathes of land, and sometimes borders. Waking up on Christmas Morning, knowing that this is the day we all sit down together by the tree to see what we’ve got from each other, to see what we think of each other, is a truly refreshing experience. I hope it never changes. I hope that, no matter what happens, our family has, at least, this chance to come together for a little while, and be one.

Waking up early is part of my own tradition, I sometimes like to sit there for a while and think about the reasons why I am happy to be here in my own bed and my own home with the people I love, sometimes it’s because I’ve had a lot of mulled wine the previous night, and the bladder overrides good sense, and good sleep.

Walking downstairs in the crispy but fresh morning air, still dark, I see the tree we passed a few hours building up with decorations older than myself, and the occasional hidden chocolate. I notice that my parents have gotten up even earlier and placed their gifts under the tree. I add my own. I’m normally not the biggest fan of receiving gifts, especially not a contrived occasion for the purpose of market value, but I digress, I can forgive a little indulgence on a day like this. Sometimes we need times where we don’t want to care about a carefully managed budget allowance, and just buy what we think will make those around us happy, and that may not happen if gift giving wasn’t limited to mostly one or two particular days of the year.

The rest of the day plays out simply. My brother and sister like to do the Christmas Morning swim in the sea nearby, I’m not so insane. My parents like to relax for the morning, before the arduous task of preparing dinner is necessary to be done. I like to just hang around away from technology, as I spend the majority of my days with technology, and it can be refreshing to escape for a while. My mother likes to buy an expensive but amazingly good cereal for us for Christmas morning, it’s the only day we have it, because it’s devoured in approximately two seconds, despite costing more than a reasonable price for a cereal, but that’s okay. It keeps the treat, a treat. This is the kind of tradition I love.

The key part of the day is dinner time, everyone’s had time to digest what theyve received during the day, and play around with their new things (practical gifts suck), and then my mother calls us for dinner. She sets out plates stacked with turkey, stuffing, Brussels sprouts, bacon, sausages, ham, potatoes, gravy, everything you could possibly want from a Christmas dinner. It is so good. There are crackers and candles, wine, cheer. It’s what being in a family is all about. We forget our differences, and just have a good time.


Impassivity
Resoula

Nights lit up in color
Blurry decorations
Jingle bells and holiday themes
Snowflakes on your window
A fire to warm yourself in the cold winter weather
Happy family laughter
Cookies on a plate
Excited children waiting for Santa

Walking down the street
Glancing into the houses
Look at all the happy faces
Adorned with Christmas sweaters
Singing Christmas carols

Rockefeller center, lit up so bright
People staring up above, amazed by the height
A good evening to all, and to all a good night

Finally home
Home all alone
Not a person to see
Only me

Joyful times together
Impassive mornings forever

We're all celebrating.
Aren't we?

Merry Christmas to all,
And a happy New Year.

Enjoy the holidays, if that's what you like.
Everyone's Christmas is different. How's yours?