This year, Christmas is in my new home. So far, it's been fun and busy, like all Christmas times. My son and family are in for the week, and we're going to my daughter's later today for our gift-giving and celebrating. Some of the traditions are the same; I made the usual cookies and wrapped the gifts, hiding some surprises. Although I moved just a couple of weeks ago, I've managed to find all the "needed" items, and first put up the kitchen tree, just like years past.
Traditions are special and I could write of so many good ones throughout my life, visiting grandparents, sledding with cousins, skiing with my own family, eating breakfast out with relatives on the way to someone else's home. I've had a lot of merry Christmases and am thankful for the lovely memories. This year we'll have a great time, especially with the little ones, but I've found that the traditions are just that, traditions, and without those we love, they are bittersweet. I miss my husband, and we will visit him today and give him hugs and ice cream. I miss him being "Santa" to us all. He was a good one! My new home will be a treasure to me I know, and I will love it and create my own traditions. Again, I am grateful that I am able to find new paths in my life.
Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas to all who celebrate!
|The kitchen tree!|
|Ingrid decorating for me. Love those candy canes!|