Christmas 2011 has come and gone, and I'm left with that "it-didn't-really-feel-like-Christmas" feeling. I don't know ... there wasn't a warm, cozy feeling this time around. I'd like to say it would have been different if Dad were here, but I don't think it would have made a difference. We just came unglued is all. Everyone came undone and lost the relationships that once, at least on the surface, seemed so important.
Many of you already know that we are not living in our own, comfortable home, we don't have our things, our beds, our chairs or tables, or our Christmas decorations and lights. We did, however, buy a small pre-lit tree, and find the stockings to fill with assorted items that will be great fun to open, when we get back to NY.
The worship services were wonderful this year, but I can't help being put off by the fact that we were asked whether we wanted to have a service on Christmas. I - I don't know what else to say about that, except ... "Are you kidding me?"
No birthday cake for Jesus this year, a time-honored family tradition, gone by the wayside. (*sigh*)
Sometimes (read "many times") I miss the old days, the days when it was fun to go shopping downtown for Christmas gifts. The stores were decked with holiday lights, there was music playing in the streets, each gift came with a box (often with free gift wrapping as well), and there was a sense of community - a friendly air around town.
Christmas morning would come and everyone would be bursting with excitement to open gifts, not only to get things, but also to see the reaction on the faces of loved ones as they opened their gifts. We would gather at Nana's house for dinner and all the cousins played all day long. In the week that followed, we would visit our aunt's and uncles for parties and fun. Ahhhh, the good old days.
This Christmas did NOT resemble those Christmases. At all.
2012 can't get here soon enough for me.
End of rant
... Later.
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