This time of year always makes me feel a bit nostalgic. Does it you? Looking back over Christmases gone by; remembering how magical it was when our kids were little, and even further back to the good old days to my own childhood, and the various different Yuletides we’ve spent over the years.
Here’s a snippet from some cine film my dad took of my sister and I eagerly unwrapping our presents on my second-ever Christmas. Things may have been a little more frugal for everyone in those days, but the magic and excitement was just the same. We loved every second, and it’s wonderful to have this little bit of “movie magic” to look back on.
Fast forward many years, and that magical glow of the festive season all came flooding back when we had our boys – I’m not sure who used to be the most excited on those Christmas mornings when they were young, them … or us, as we watched their happy little faces, unwrapping endless presents, usually at about 6am, whilst we took loads of photos and video footage to record the happy times. I’ll bet lots of you can relate to that feeling when watching your little ‘uns ripping open their presents on Christmas morning 🙂 For us, it’s a double whammy, as our eldest son’s birthday is on Christmas Eve – when they were small, the excitement in our house was two days running, and almost always ended in tears as it all got a bit overwhelming!
Funny thing Christmas. It can be equally as stressful as it can be amazing. The daunting prospect of so much to do and never enough time. But we all usually get there in the end. We agonise over what gifts to give our friends and family; get caught up in the pre-Xmas hype and ads, and often end up spending more than intended – only to see half the stuff we bought at a fraction of the price the day after Boxing Day! Annoying, eh? Yet, even though we know that, it doesn’t put most of us off doing the same every single year.
The same old, familiar, Christmas songs can be heard from about mid-November, wherever you go, but we love ‘em (er, don’t we?). Oh, and I’ll never tire of singing along to the Carols and hearing the Christmas Story.
No doubt lots of you are enjoying watching your children in their school Christmas plays and nativities just now … sigh … I remember my boys in their school festive productions with such fondness, always bought a tear to my eyes, as no doubt is the same for you. Proud moments 🙂
And please, don’t even get me started on the slushy Christmas movies!! Should I admit to my guilty secret, oh alright then …I absolutely love them!!! Addicted I think might be the word. You will find me many a night in December, beavering away at my computer into the small hours working on orders and edits, with a Christmas movie on in the background which I’ll glance up at every now and then. Yes, I’ve seen most of them before, and yes, they ARE very predictable indeed (Lee reckons most of them are the same script with different names, as if!) … but one thing is for sure, they almost always end on a note to warm the cockles of your heart. Or is that just soppy old me they have that effect on?
The Big Day is here before we know it. Santa does his deliveries as efficiently as ever, chomping on millions of mince pies along the way 😉 ; little children wake up their mums and dads at the crack of dawn, eager to see what he has brought them; turkeys in ovens, sprouts and veggies peeled, pressies opened over a Bucks Fizz. It can be a time of great joy, with maybe the one time of year all the family get together. But it can also be a time of sadness, memories of loved ones no longer here to spend it with us.
You know, life may be more high tech these days, but how we spend our Christmases hasn’t really changed much at all since my dear dad took that cine film of us all those years ago. The traditions we all know and love would seem to be here to stay.
Whatever you may be doing, may you have a wonderful time.