With the holidays coming up, I can’t help but think about my childhood and all of the amazing memories that I have made.
I remember so clearly waking up every morning on Christmas Day around 7:00am, feeling so impatient and antsy in my bed. Within seconds, I would jump right out of bed and run to my mother’s room, “Mom.. Mom.. You have to get up! Mommmm, it’s Christmas! Santa came!”. Of course, she probably didn’t enjoy this too much seeing as how early it was but I just couldn’t wait!
After my mom would finally get up (and she made her coffee), we would gather in the living room around the tree and begin opening cards and presents. Some would be from Santa, and others from my mom. I was always so excited wondering what it could be.
Every year as a child, for every major holiday, I would also hand-make all of my cards and presents. So I was always super excited for my mother to open them. And to this day, she STILL has my paintings and frames set up around her room.
After all of the presents were opened, we would start baking cinnamon rolls for breakfast and watch the Christmas parades and Christmas movies on TV. Afterwards, we would then start getting ready to either go to church or my grandparents’ house for the day.
The night before, on Christmas Eve, my mother and I would always ride around in the car to look at the beautiful Christmas lights that were set up. The neighborhood that we went to would go above and beyond every year so it was a great experience. Once we arrived home, I would shower, change into my PJs and rush my mom to check online to see where Santa was. (There was a website that my mom went on that updated continuously to show where Santa was around the world and where he had stopped already.) Around 9-10:00 at night, I remember her saying, “Oh look! Santa is heading here now! Better get to sleep or he won’t stop here!” I would get excited and hurry to put out the Christmas cookies that we made with a glass of milk, just for Santa, then run off to bed after saying goodnight to my mother.
I loved the holidays when I was a child. To this day, I still watch the same Christmas movies every single year. And now, I have a daughter of my own who is about to celebrate her very first Christmas and birthday right after. I can’t believe how fast time has gone by. But now I can continue my childhood memories by passing them down and experiencing them with my daughter; while also creating our own family traditions.
What are your best holiday memories? Do you and your family celebrate any traditions?