29 December 2011

My sentimental (or just mental) Christmas thoughts...

Christmas is one of my favourite times of the year and not because of the presents (my family stopped doing big gifts years ago) but because of the most wonderful gift I carry with me always in my heart.  It's love. I am, most likely, the most sentimental and sappiest person in the world and I pretty much tear up at anything remotely sad, lovely, heart-warming or generous through the entire month of December.  This usually makes listening to Christmas carols, watching television or simply speaking with people difficult.  In fact, I usually start to lose my shit the moment that the Goodfellows are out on the street collection donations and handing out their newspapers.  Each year I promise that the next year I will be one of those cold people standing on the corners hocking this special edition in hopes to give Christmas to those in need of assistance.  Most people put the paper on their dash so that as they continue to drive through the city, the other volunteers will know they have already given and move on to the other cars.  I do the same however I give every time I am stopped - it's usually whatever change i have at the time so it's not like I'm giving millions but those volunteers - they make you feel like you are.  They see your paper and say "oh thank you for giving" and I say "no I want to give again" and beckon them over.  At that point when they are more than thankful is usually when I tear up and drive off.  l

table for 25 please
Having lived away from home for so many years, there is a feeling that comes over me every time I hear "I'll be home for Christmas" or see the Folgers coffee commercial where the brother comes home from South Africa and the teenage sister has waited up all night.... It's that anticipation of knowing you are going home - there is nothing like it.  Packing and getting gifts ready, dealing with holiday travelers, it was all just part of this pure excitement to get home to the people you love. Luckily in all the years of living in Ottawa, Toronto and Finland there was only 1 Christmas that I missed. Just even driving over to my parents house on Christmas, knowing our family was all going to be together.  It feels like it goes by in a second (even though it's a three day long affair!) but that loud and crazy second is the best part of the year.  It's so hard for me to imagine those who aren't over the moon to see their aunts, uncles, siblings, parents, cousins etc.  To think of those who are focused more on the gifts to give and receive then the people in their hearts who are the biggest gifts of all.  I know I'm blessed.  I'm beyond blessed and I am so very grateful.  

Boxing Day Bowlers
So as I mentioned Christmas is really a three-day affair with our family, starting Christmas Eve through Boxing Day.  As children we had a few "athletic" traditions such as Labour Day Baseball (aka The Emily Cup) and Boxing Day Bowling.  Not that we're uber competitive (I mean it's not like we make people judge who makes a better pumpkin pie or broccoli/ cauliflower casserole or anything....yes we do lol) but we do like to have a good time! So this year, after a few years hiatus, we brought back Boxing day Bowling followed by yet another meal of leftovers and pizza at my cousin's house.  We took up four lanes (oddly they put us at the very end of the place away from others!) but I'm pretty sure our decibel level rocked the joint! There were a few chipped nails, some spills onto the lanes (they are slippery!) and my incessant desire to get a turkey (3 strikes in a row for you non-bowlers!).  I kept getting 2 strikes and then a spare which we then decided to coin the term of "cornish hen"... Ridiculous. Hilarious.  Very loud! I'm not going to lie, I did the above demonstrated STRIKE X with my arms and pretty much yelled it at the top of my lungs before then chest bumping my cousin on the lane over every time I got one.  I may or may not start to hang out at the singles night ... ok I'm NOT. I promise.  I am however going to look in to my own shoes and team shirts for next year!

So as the holidays start to wrap up and we look forward to ringing in the new year, it's also a time to be reflective and yet again thankful.  Thankful for the love and the prayers sent into this world by my family which have supported me through a difficult year.  Thankful that there is a giant group of people who are all so happy to be together.  I'm thankful for our laughter, our loudness, our love.  

1 comment:

  1. Seems like you had a wonderful Christmas! :) May God bless you, and grant you a splendid 2012 as well! :)