As Christmas fast approaches, and the holiday decorations come out of their boxes, do you find yourself reminiscing about your holiday traditions or past experiences?
When I decorate the house or hang a particular ornament on the tree or get out my Christmas dishes, I often get a memory flash of doing the same thing before. A Deja Vu moment. A comment that had been made when I did the same thing before, the Christmas music that had been playing, that sort of thing. It’s nice to have those memories come unbidden, but this week I sat down and intentionally tried to remember things that don’t normally drift into my head, Christmas memories that I had to seek out in the recesses of my mind.
Like when I was about 7 years old and my sister was 11. We found my parent’s stash of Christmas gifts hidden in the bow of our boat, which was parked in the garage. They were not wrapped, so of course we inspected what was inside every bag, and of course, we didn’t tell anyone what we had done. That was The Worst Christmas Ever. Nothing was a surprise as we opened it. I never peeked at Christmas gifts again.
I remember the year that we had a white plastic Christmas tree. We placed a rotating color wheel under the tree to give it some color. I went searching on Pinterest to see if I could find a picture of what we had, and couldn’t. I guess that’s not a surprise. It’s not really something you would want to remember.
Although we did usually have real trees, I guess my Mom went through a phase where she was trying to go with artificial trees. My best guess as to why is because of the mess of the dead pine needles on the carpet and how hard they were to vacuum up. So after the white plastic tree was a flop, we had a silver artificial tree the next year. The color wheel made it’s appearance again. I found a similar image of this setup on Pinterest.
Thank goodness the searching-for-an-alternative-to-the-real-tree only lasted those two years.
Some of my best Christmas memories are of being at my grandparents house in Kansas. Since I was California girl, being in the snow for Christmas was beyond amazing. AND my grandmother always had the best Christmas candy in a shiny metal tin. It looked just like this!!! (Image from the Internet: https://www.wisconsincheeseman.com).
As an adult, now, I look back and imagine most families had candies like this. But we didn’t at our house, so getting it at my grandparent’s house was a very special treat. I smile now, just looking at this image and remembering how long I would sit and look at all of the pretty colors and shapes before making my choice.
That’s me on the left, in the little car; and on the right in the snow. I’ll bet you anything I had some of this candy in my pocket. Probably with little furry pocket strings on it too!These memories of mine make me wonder what our children’s Good and Not-So-Good Christmas memories are. I think when we are together this Christmas I’ll ask that question.
Do you have any Good or Not-So-Good memories you would like to share?