I really should be doing homework, finals week is coming soon and I have plenty to keep me busy, but I really want to get back to writing more faithfully, I really enjoy it.
Today I was in the car listening to Christmas Music and I played this song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sf6_JBLTNAM. While my father isn’t “gone” I started trying to remember the last Christmas we spent together as a family. I can’t remember that specific Christmas, though I do know the year. It’s funny how you don’t know that it’s the last time of something until it’s already in the past.
The Christmas of 1995 was the last year all four of us were together on Christmas Day. I moved out at the age of 17 just two months later, and later that year my mom and dad’s marriage ended, and while my mom didn’t move out until New Year’s Eve 1996, their marriage was for all intents and purposes dissolved.
When I think back to Christmas as a kid it wasn’t my mom and dad that stand out in my mind, don’t get me wrong I have memories of them on Christmas Day, but it’s my sister that I think of first. Christmas morning was always such a magical time for us. We used to get up way before daylight, to empty our stockings and see what Santa had brought us. I know now as an adult Christmas was 99% my mom’s doing. She shopped, she wrapped, she made the magic. But my sister and I and the memories we made those mornings are some of the happiest memories I have of my childhood.
I also have good memories of the time leading up to Christmas. Getting our Christmas Tree was almost always a good memory. There was the 1991 when my sister and I paid for it because of some family upheaval (not financial but us saving the money from our paper route was enough to humble the party involved). After that year we always had a “Christmas Tree Fund”. We each would contribute a dollar until we had the $35ish dollars it cost for the tree.
There are days I think about the good parts of my Childhood, I remember dancing with my mom to Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree, making cookies, getting our tree, reading Story a Day til Christmas, and the Gingerbears.
I can only hope that I am making Christmases that magical for my kids.
Until next time….