Another wonderful time of the year is another chance to reminisce about the past. Christmas is and will always be my most favourite time of the year. It might be due to the cold winter days or the holiday lights that are all adorned around. Until now, it hasn’t been clear to me why I enjoy Christmas so. When I was growing up, Christmas was the season for secret Santa. This is the time for me to ask my father for an extra penny in order to buy a better gift for my friend. It was a celebration to welcome the upcoming holidays. The obsession never ceased as I grew from a teenager to an adult. The holiday sloth bear in me enjoyed the holidays even though there was no holiday. I am that lazy mood who cannot work from December 24 to New Year. I define that literally.
Memories of this season swirl around taking a trip to your favourite cousin’s place or counting the stars in the stores while travelling on vacation. However, my most treasured Christmas memory is from five years ago. When I barged into my friend’s house and helped him decorate for Christmas. The crazy Christmas shopping on Broadway. The day I travelled to Fort Kochi on Christmas eve with my favourite people and stayed there till dawn. The day I walked through the beach and strolled along the park. The day I was welcomed into my friend’s home and had the best Christmas lunch ever. I am going to redo that! I may have had better days than that but that day was a day filled with so many realizations.
As a cherry on top of my love for Christmas, I moved to Canada. Boxing Day, White Christmas, Potluck. I realized Christmas wasn’t all about me. There was a sense of togetherness. It became more about the people we loved. It became more about the moments we shared. Long walks in the snow. Sharing a cup of seasonal hot chocolate together. Walking through the neighbourhood to see Christmas lights. Having a movie marathon of all the Hallmark Christmas movies. Baking the best Christmas cake. Squeezing your family at the end of Christmas dinner. Taking a group photo with everyone. Putting up the Christmas tree together. The hustle and bustle of Christmas shopping. Potluck celebrations that never end. Sending last-minute Christmas cards. Writing letters to Santa. And, last but not least, helping someone in need! It’s always emotions. Those memories we cherish.
Those who know me know that I am in love with Christmas and I hope that it stays that way forever. This year will probably be a different kind of Christmas. I am away from the love of my life. For the first time in the last four years, I haven’t baked a cake. No greeting cards have been sent. I probably won’t have a Christmas dinner this year. However, I went on a last-minute shopping spree with my son on Broadway and decked up my tree. If only I could tell him how much I love this season. How happy it made me to take him on a stroll through my memories. How happy I was when one of my clients told me that watching Christmas movies was his favourite thing to do. As a child, how much I wished I could have Christmas cake for Christmas. While at school, how much I saved for a Christmas star. How much I struggled to hide my embarrassment at loving this season this much.
In this season of giving, look around and help someone! This isn’t a seasonal act, but please do it if you can. Send a Christmas card to someone you love and make them smile. Give a virtual hug to someone you miss. Let’s shop local and help someone who is struggling to meet their needs. Bake the best cake and cookies you can. Sip some hot chocolate. Stroll along the snowy paths with your beloved. This is the second Christmas in this pandemic and we are all struggling. Here’s hoping this will all be over soon and that you will all be able to spend your holidays with your loved ones.
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Happy Holidays! ❤
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