I never thought I would post on a thread such as this. However, here I am. Being raised in a huge family that loved
to overdo just about every celebration, I often times felt like I must have been left on the door step because it felt
so odd to me. I would follow along but be crazy, tired and make my kids and husband miserable because everything
had to be just so if "my family" was coming.
When my parents down sized, we bought their home. I also became responsible for hosting the celebrations
that my parents used to. The first year, my father organized a get together and forgot to tell me that I was hosting.
He thought I was just going to do it because they always did. I had people at the door and nothing to offer them.
People started scrambling to get appetizers and drinks put together fast. My parents were not very happy but that
seemed to be the only way I was going to be taken seriously. (I was usually the push over) It didn't happen again without me initiating a gathering. My husband and I and our children moved several years later.
The last few years, I have chosen to work the holidays. Our children are adults now. I work with formerly abused and
neglected teens. Many have little to no memory of a happy christmas. I have chosen to focus on these children on the
special holidays in the hope of providing at least one happy holiday memory. Since working in this field, I have chosen smaller
works better for me. Keeping it simple keeps the focus on the true meaning of the season for me. My 6 year old grandson
said it best when he said "I told my teacher that Christmas is about family and that's it!" Out of the mouths of
babes. For me, anything over and above having family together actually on the hallmark holiday or any day that our
family declares the holiday is gravy.
Some of our fondest memories of holiday gatherings have been at our leanest times as mentioned by some of you.
Go figure. By the way, it was a Chictastic Christmas this year and lots of laughter around the chicken coop. Thanks for sharing and for giving me a spot to share from my heart. My bio family feels sorry that I am not around them during the
holidays (2500 miles away - they are always welcome to visit
)
May the only cliff we fall off in 2013 be one with a huge trampoline!