Christmas was always my favorite time of the year. I enjoyed baking goodies to put in tins for our mailman, the kids' teachers, neighbors and even our doctors. Taking baked goods to the fire station and police station in our neighborhood. Shopping for the kids, wrapping their gifts while watching my favorite Christmas movies. My absolute favorite part of Christmas is the tree. Taking the children's wagon down the road to our Christmas tree lot and picking out the perfect tree. Then tying it to the wagon and walking home.
Then came divorce and Christmas no longer seemed the same. I missed the family Christmases I created for my family and doing all the things we did together. We created our own traditions and the children always had a blast. The problem was one of us was missing. Dad. The children seemed to notice the gap in our family more so at the holiday's. I did too even.
It all changed. I admit, I am not great with change, and it took me a long time to realize that not all change has to be bad. It's not perfect, but if I really thought about it, it was not back then either. Last night my mom and I went to Chico to go shopping and then the children decorated the tree and we drank hot cocoa. New traditions. Tonight I wrapped presents while watching Christmas movies. Christmas morning, we will have our traditional stuffed blueberry french toast and open gifts. I am finally in the Christmas Spirit.
There might not be a Dad in the house, but we are still a family and we are doing well.
Until next time...
There is nothing like the Christmas Tree to put you in the mood for Christmas.
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