I'm not.
I've never been a party person. I'm 69yrs old now, but even when i was younger, i think i felt odd not wanting to join in the festivities. But i think even more so now. Especially in the evenings when i'm sitting here alone. I've been going to bed earlier and earlier. I think about it, i wish things were different. I think if i had known what i know now, when i was younger, i'd have lived my life so differently
Christmas is one of my most favourite times of the year. It is much more about gifts and Santa nowadays, but, it is also a time when my family always gets together from Christmas Eve, usually, to New Year. I get to see my children, my grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and that for me makes my Christmas wonderful. I don’t get to see everybody all together the rest of the year so Christmas is that one special time where I can. And for me, Christmas is all about family and thinking of those who have been lost and raising a glass to them at Christmas dinner, when we are all sat together. My grandchildren, especially my great-grandchildren are more excited for their presents and Father Christmas, still, their happiness is also what makes it such a special and lovely day.
I have never liked the idea of busy shops and streets. When I was little the world wasn’t as busy and shopping was easier then, though still felt busy, especially during the festive season. But these days it is all bustle and rush, people in the shops and streets, buying the overpriced food and gifts in time for the big day. I try to get all my shopping done before Christmas, I’ve made it a rule, never to go out in the final week before Christmas. It is much too busy and noisy for my liking. I prefer to stay in the quiet and the warm right before Christmas, the little ones like to watch their Christmas films with all the fancy effects in them nowadays and I love to talk about my own Christmas’s I enjoyed when I was their age. Though, I admit I did enjoy a gift from one of my great-granddaughter’s this year who insisted I opened it straight away this morning and presented me with a beautiful Marilyn Monroe figurine made of glass.
It is a mad time, especially these days. Everybody appears to be in a rush and feels the need to get everything they can. But, I myself, always buy only a small amount as that is all is required. When we came out of the Second War, many families, including my own were unable to spend much for the likes of Christmas, so we did not. I grew up taught to always buy only enough and not overspend resulting in wasted food and drink. Back then, one could not afford to waste anything.
It is interesting for me to see how different Christmas time is now. This year, as it has been for many years now, my family and I will be in quite a big house, with heating in each room and plenty decorations and a television for the little ones to watch their Christmas films on. Whereas, when I was a little girl there was no television, usually no tree, only one room had the luxury of a fire, so the rest of the house was cold and avoided unless one wanted peace or to sleep. How things change. Christmas, the world, has changed. My original family house is now gone. It was originally a doctor’s house, but today it is and the land around it, an estate of multiple, less attractive houses.
Christmas these days is different and changed, perhaps, not for the better.
But at home, with family, I love it.
Christmas is one of my most favourite times of the year. It is much more about gifts and Santa nowadays, but, it is also a time when my family always gets together from Christmas Eve, usually, to New Year. I get to see my children, my grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and that for me makes my Christmas wonderful. I don’t get to see everybody all together the rest of the year so Christmas is that one special time where I can. And for me, Christmas is all about family and thinking of those who have been lost and raising a glass to them at Christmas dinner, when we are all sat together. My grandchildren, especially my great-grandchildren are more excited for their presents and Father Christmas, still, their happiness is also what makes it such a special and lovely day.
I have never liked the idea of busy shops and streets. When I was little the world wasn’t as busy and shopping was easier then, though still felt busy, especially during the festive season. But these days it is all bustle and rush, people in the shops and streets, buying the overpriced food and gifts in time for the big day. I try to get all my shopping done before Christmas, I’ve made it a rule, never to go out in the final week before Christmas. It is much too busy and noisy for my liking. I prefer to stay in the quiet and the warm right before Christmas, the little ones like to watch their Christmas films with all the fancy effects in them nowadays and I love to talk about my own Christmas’s I enjoyed when I was their age. Though, I admit I did enjoy a gift from one of my great-granddaughter’s this year who insisted I opened it straight away this morning and presented me with a beautiful Marilyn Monroe figurine made of glass.
It is a mad time, especially these days. Everybody appears to be in a rush and feels the need to get everything they can. But, I myself, always buy only a small amount as that is all is required. When we came out of the Second War, many families, including my own were unable to spend much for the likes of Christmas, so we did not. I grew up taught to always buy only enough and not overspend resulting in wasted food and drink. Back then, one could not afford to waste anything.
It is interesting for me to see how different Christmas time is now. This year, as it has been for many years now, my family and I will be in quite a big house, with heating in each room and plenty decorations and a television for the little ones to watch their Christmas films on. Whereas, when I was a little girl there was no television, usually no tree, only one room had the luxury of a fire, so the rest of the house was cold and avoided unless one wanted peace or to sleep. How things change. Christmas, the world, has changed. My original family house is now gone. It was originally a doctor’s house, but today it is and the land around it, an estate of multiple, less attractive houses.
Christmas these days is different and changed, perhaps, not for the better.
But at home, with family, I love it.
