I have always done Christmas a little differently than others. I jump at the opportunity to share my childhood memories with others. I must start by crediting my parents for setting Christmas up in a way that I wasn’t focused on gifts and receiving new things as much as I was focused on time with my family. For new readers, I am a Christian and growing up my parents were very certain to relay Christmas back to the remembrance of Christ coming as Savior rather than Santa Clause stealing my beloved cookies. My mother would gifts me with presents all year round and would tell me, “Christmas is all year round. You don’t have to wait for one day to give.” For me, receiving gifts never really centered around Christmas. I would dare say I received more gifts during the rest of the year than at Christmas actually. We didn’t put up a Christmas tree but rather stacked presents in an antique chair in our formal living area. I would pass by and take a peek about one week before Christmas t see if I could guess any of the items. I never got it right and even if I did, my mother would never admit it. I enjoyed growing up this way and it’s a tradition that I will pass down to my children one day. Christmas year around and even when Christmas arrives, we are opening everything on Christmas Eve night.
Now, as a married woman, staring at a tall 6’1 man who for some crazy reason chose to live the rest of his life with me, I have to figure out how to keep Christmas humble, unique and alive in our new home. For Halloween weekend, Ike left town and I had Halloween morning to myself. I set out on a search for a Christmas tree. I wish I could have recorded everyone’s face as I wheeled around a seven foot Christmas tree while everyone had bundles of Halloween candy in hand. I felt the need to clarify with the cashier when I checked out. “This is the first Saturday I have had to myself in ages.I am surprising my husband.” She grinned and nodded and I am sure in her head she thought, “Sure, lady. You’re a little eager.” Without shame, I set our first Christmas tree up by an open window in our living room, did my best decorating with garland and ornaments. When Ike arrived home, I had a scentsy warmed with a fragrance called “Christmas Lights” that added to the entire atmosphere. As expected, he loved it. Less expected, so did our chihuahua who has now set up temporary home on our tree skirt.
For a first timer, I am doing my best. I purchased a beautiful flocked tree, have a Christmas menu pre-planned, arranged travel plans to visit family out of the city, and I will be with my husband and puppy. I don’t think there’s much more I can look forward to so I consider this a success in advance. It’s one more thing that I can cross off of my bucket list:
Decorate my first home for Christmas.