and for me the holidays had a melancholy air
about them.
As a child I remember having Christmas with my parents
and how great it was. The entire family, aunts, uncles, cousins came over to our house to celebrate. It was great. We celebrated Christmas Eve and the food was so delish. At midnight we opened our gifts around the tree.
As time crept on the Christmas celebration became smaller and smaller, people started to have a family of their own and started to celebrate their Christmas in their own home. So slowly our huge celebration became tiny and quaint. Even my sister got married and she celebrated the holidays with her husband and her husbands family and not us. It made me sad. My Mother passed away in 2006 and Christmas has certainly not been the same since.
But this year, I've been working on healing some of those wounds by exploring why I feel the way I feel. By "checking in" with myself, and checking in often. Some of my emotional responses are just that emotional and I don't need to react the way i had in the past. So I enjoyed Thanksgiving this year. And let me tell you I enjoyed shopping for gifts for the very first time in a very long time. Partly because I was shopping for myself. I hate shopping, I'm just not that girl. Though I am a girly girl. Shopping to me is torture. But I enjoyed it this time very much because I got a great gift, naturally.
I shopped for new bras and found that my cup size has grown from a"B" to a "D". Awesome gift, universe. Thank you very much. I got new boobs for Christmas the natural way, by eating and gaining weight. How long will this last, only till my next diet. But I will certainly enjoy having them.
LOL. Merry Christmas.
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