Over the past 10 years, my parents have died, my extremely beloved and oh so fun aunts and uncles, too. I’m estranged from my sister and therefore from her 2 sons.
Christmas decreased in size from all of us (although not huge it was still so lively), to quiet with just us 4. I started doing a Christmas Eve party with friends and their families for a few years that filled the house with fun. That stopped after Covid, and now everyone’s life has changed.
I’m still having a couple families that are “Christmas Eve” orphans like ourselves, but there will still be just a few of us. I’m grateful for these friends, and do see them year round. But I also wish I wasn’t always doing all the entertaining (ba humbug)
But I can’t stop the feeling how uneventful this holiday is for my sons, and I can’t stop myself from thinking of my Christmas past. I try to have a warm pretty de orated home. But I feel it’s all just fake for how I really feel. I just want it over. I just want it to be 12/26.
The holidays are the time I really wish I had been part of a huge family (I am but they live in my dad’s country of origin).
Sorry for the depressing holiday vent.