December 26, 2011 in Uncategorized
This Christmas has seen me relax and embrace the new traditions being formed by my family and as I have finally managed to let go and not continuously attempt to fight against the inevitable I have moved from merely relaxing and accepting the new status quo to actually having quite a jol and enjoying the change in direction and forward motion.
The Christmases I knew saw us all (being myself, my parents, my two sisters, my brother and any friends who happened to be visiting at the time) putting up the tree together on 16 December each year, waking up really early on Christmas day with one of my siblings leaping onto me telling me Father Christmas had been and rushing through to all sit around the tree opening the myriad presents. Sitting around a noisy lunch table sampling splendid Christmas fare and fighting over who would get the wishbone and who could finish the gravy and who would be chosen to go and fetch the watermelon out of the swimming pool where it was keeping cold so my Dad could slice it up for dessert with ice-cream.
I used to worry about that fact that the Christmases I enjoyed as a child with my family would never be enjoyed by Jerry. She’s an only child and the situations I experienced could never happen to her. But I nonetheless spent a huge amount of energy trying to recreate those Christmases for her. And then suddenly this year something happened to make me sit up and look around. Sometimes something will happen that, although at the time it hurts and disappoints beyond description, it allows you to take a step back and re-evaluate where you’re at.
And that’s where I landed …… and I found myself not changing my life around but simply accepting the changes that had already occurred and embracing them as part of my Christmas. And thereby part of Jerry’s Christmas until she reaches the stage where she chooses to make her own way and set her own traditions.
So here’s how our day usually runs: the day starts with my daughter being probably the only child in the world who is NOT awake until I rub her back and quietly remind her just after 08h00 that Father Christmas has been and she leaps out of bed and we open presents in a manner completely unique to us. Then my beautiful and fabulous family, consisting of the Gorgeous S, my Jerry Teddy, my unspeakably beautiful step-daughter Ms M and our dear friend, the Talented Mr C have our Christmas lunch with The Mountain as a backdrop surrounded by the Talented Mr C’s various kitties and after that we head out to visit friends that we have a huge amount in common with and with whom we can just relax and enjoy ourselves and be ourselves.
So with a huge sigh of relief I am pleased to have arrived at the place where I no longer struggle to adjust a world that won’t be adjusted in any kind of retro fashion and I can just relax into moving forward with a somewhat smug expression on my face. ‘s a good place to be.