A Kid on Christmas Morning - no more?
I am not a huge Christmas lover but I do love all of the traditions that comes along with the holiday but lately I've felt that those traditions have changed.
Maybe it's because I'm officially out of the teen years and I've had to take on more responsibility when it comes to planning Christmas. I remember having no worries around Christmas at all but now I understand all of the planning that adults have to go through and I can understand why so many people get stressed around the holiday season.
Like preparing dinner, boy is that a challenge and commitment. My close family have always visited other relatives on Christmas Eve and have never had to cook everything ourselves. But this year we have to and as I am currently writing this the pork roast has just been popped into the oven. My mother and I are in charge of the food and while I normally enjoy cooking I fear that this might just be a few things too many to keep an eye on but we'll see.
Sometimes growing up sucks and falling back into traditions is a safety net for me and I hate when something happens that makes us unable to hold onto our traditions. Mostly it's because of bad changes like having my grandfather pass away or my aunt splitting from her husband and marrying someone else. But next Christmas my cousin will have her first baby, the very first of my cousins to have a baby and I'm excited so I guess that might be a nice change.
Maybe you lose your innocence - SPOILER - when you find out that Santa isn't real but mostly I think that at some point in time you realise that you aren't a kid anymore and when you see your siblings and cousins growing up. It's frightening and exciting all at the same time.
Christmas is a time to spend with family and the people that you love but when your family has to interact all the time, light fighting is ensured. We'll work through our issues, I'm sure.
This post has just been a ramble on my part but it's the way I reflect on topics that are on my mind. At the moment my father is whistling and trying to annoy me, so I think that it's time to end this.
I didn't want to leave it without a photo though, so here is one of our Christmas tree.
Maybe it's because I'm officially out of the teen years and I've had to take on more responsibility when it comes to planning Christmas. I remember having no worries around Christmas at all but now I understand all of the planning that adults have to go through and I can understand why so many people get stressed around the holiday season.
Like preparing dinner, boy is that a challenge and commitment. My close family have always visited other relatives on Christmas Eve and have never had to cook everything ourselves. But this year we have to and as I am currently writing this the pork roast has just been popped into the oven. My mother and I are in charge of the food and while I normally enjoy cooking I fear that this might just be a few things too many to keep an eye on but we'll see.
Sometimes growing up sucks and falling back into traditions is a safety net for me and I hate when something happens that makes us unable to hold onto our traditions. Mostly it's because of bad changes like having my grandfather pass away or my aunt splitting from her husband and marrying someone else. But next Christmas my cousin will have her first baby, the very first of my cousins to have a baby and I'm excited so I guess that might be a nice change.
Maybe you lose your innocence - SPOILER - when you find out that Santa isn't real but mostly I think that at some point in time you realise that you aren't a kid anymore and when you see your siblings and cousins growing up. It's frightening and exciting all at the same time.
Christmas is a time to spend with family and the people that you love but when your family has to interact all the time, light fighting is ensured. We'll work through our issues, I'm sure.
This post has just been a ramble on my part but it's the way I reflect on topics that are on my mind. At the moment my father is whistling and trying to annoy me, so I think that it's time to end this.
I didn't want to leave it without a photo though, so here is one of our Christmas tree.
I think Danes might be some of the only people that put flags on their tree. Can anyone comment on this? Oh, and look at all those presents I'm so excited to rip them open tonight. If you didn't know Danes open presents in the evening on the 24th, so I guess that the title of this post might be slightly misleading but still love that saying.
If anyone took the time to read this, I hoped that you found it mildly entertaining or informative or something. Merry Christmas or Glædelig Jul as we say in Danish.
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