It’s the best time of the year, isn’t it!
Like you, I’ve got a thousand Christmas memories. Not from a thousand Christmases, but at least all those memories.
Traveling to Grandma’s house when I was my son, Austin’s, age and the thrill, and stress, of being around so many family members. Driving Grandpa’s tractor to plow snow out of the driveway. Opening presents on Christmas morning with my cousins and uncles and then dinner, oh the dinner!
And that was just one Christmas.
There were so many others.
Most of them Grandpa and Grandma came to us, wherever in the world we were living at the time. We always had some project to work on with Grandpa. Several years he brought us a tractor and we’d put it together and test it out. It was awesome.
When my brother was older, the project became is 1969 VW Bettle he was restoring. It was a sweet Bug when it was done! And it was marked by so many memories that all of us put into it, wrenching that thing through so many problems but all memories.
I remember the first Christmas Crystal and I spent together. Just married and still in college. We were dirt poor and I believe the roaches that took up residence in our home had more of a Christmas than we did. It was a very lonely Christmas and we missed our family so so much, but we made memories together.
Our Christmas in Mexico was super unique. Getting to learn Mexico customs of the holidays was strange, unusual and cultural. Sure there’s still the flood of materialism, but there’s a load of more intentional family moments and tradition that takes place. Tamales are a big deal around the holiday, much like Turkey are for us.
Now Christmas is filled with the voices of a thousand children, or 5 whichever ;), but it’s joyful, it’s wonderful, and it’s ours. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. My favorite tradition is that all our family gets new pj’s for Christmas and together we watch a Christmas movie on Christmas Eve after we get home from our Christmas Eve services at Church. It’s truly a wonderful moment.
I get a bit nostalgic around this time of the year and find myself thinking back to all those moments and memories of years past. They are so good! They are filled with the faces and spaces of what defines us–good or bad.
Take some time this season, enjoy the moments a little bit longer.
Eat an extra cookie for old time sake, you know when you could and didn’t care. Engage with those kids, no matter who’s they are, as they make their first memories of the most wonderful time of the year. Who knows, maybe you’ll make their favorites list one day.
How about you, what are some of your favorite memories of Christmas?