Christmastime is full of nostalgia for me, perhaps it’s my age, most certainly, its my age, but also it is the kind of person I am. I love tradition but I have had a hard time maintaining traditions as my life always seems to be changing. Often, and especially around the holidays, the lack of tradition, is my greatest angst.
When my mom was still with us, one of my favorite traditions was making cookies with her. I wrote about it on my blog in 2012, here. But I don’t make cookies any more, because I eat too many of them!
When my kids were smaller and I was married one of my favorite things to do was to go to the tree farm and pick out a tree.
But I haven’t bought a live tree in so many years I can’t even remember, and to be honest I might not even put a tree up this year. Its a lot of work for just me. I wish I had a little Christmas tree like I had here , in 1993.
My second husband and I had a tradition of visiting his siblings on Christmas Eve, a practice that I kept up with his sister, after he and I split. But then I got engaged and she met a guy, so we don’t do that any more. I miss that, and her, but life moves on.
My siblings and I had a tradition to spend New Years together, but families change, schedules change, and that doesn’t always happen like it used too, although I do plan to see them the weekend after Christmas. Our get togethers are a little more subdued than they used to be but we sure had some fun in our younger days!
But as sad as it is (to me) to not be able to keep traditions, the opportunity to make new ones is a blessing. Last night I went with several friends to Historic Rosemont, to see it all decked out for Christmas. Wonderful time. My friend Carole was celebrating a birthday and I got to celebrate with her. Photo cred goes to another one of my besties, Kathy.