As our family ages, its traditions are shifting. Christmas has always been celebrated at our house with gift opening in the morning and a huge feast in the evening.
Even when we were newlyweds, 36 years ago, everyone came to our house. I loved to do all the cooking, (trust me when I say it was better that way). Some of the cooks in our family could kill you:)
We put up a very small tree this year that my son labeled “Ghetto”. I prefer modest and petite as a descriptive term, but it does border on Charlie Brown.
I used to bake dozens of cookies, tarts and other sweet goodies that I’d wrap and gift to neighbors and for the family to gorge on. This year I only made 1 batch of cookies and it was to go to a cookie exchange.
The frantic pace of previous years…shopping, wrapping, excessive decorating and general craziness just didn’t happen this year.
But instead of for family, it was for back to back, sit-down dinner parties with our friends, which I love to give.
My daughter is traveling again this Christmas, and it’s hard not having her here. We all miss her. She’s off on an amazing adventure through Central America…surfing down volcanos and boating on rivers filled with crocodiles.
My husband’s relationship with his sister seems to be permanently strained since the death of their brother so she won’t be here this year.
And so… for the day…Christmas Day… I invited us to my son and daughter-in-laws house. It feels a bit like passing the baton. One I didn’t see coming and that has me feeling a bit odd.
Life stages, aging and changing priorities are all familiar to me. But this…feels sort of sad. I can’t explain why it does because I’ll be spending the time with my son, daughter-in-law and Grandson, who I adore to distraction.
It’s just a change in tradition which takes adjusting to. Sometimes it feels there have been too many changes this year, and that’s when I know I need to give myself quiet time to rebalance.
Have your family traditions changed this year?