Wow. It’s been over a year, and what a year it has been.
No, I’m not going to start off with a long apology and reasons (or excuses) as to why I haven’t been here for a while, that’s an entirely different post for another time. What I am here to talk about on this 14th day of December is Christmas.
As someone who has such a love for her family and a love of tradition, this tends to be when my heart smiles the most. However, this is my first time spending Christmas without my immediate family, which is tough. Yes, I have spent a Christmas without my parents before (& I was crying to get my butt on a plane back home about 4 days before I was actually booked to), but this is a lot different. Yet, I’m not too upset about it, I will be spending it with people who might as well be my family since I love and care about them so much, and I’m pretty positive it’ll be great.
But like I said, I love me some traditions and I could not pass up the opportunity to kind of decorate my home for Christmas. My intention was to completely redecorate my place, similarly to how my mother has done back home my entire life. Nonetheless, one must be reminded that she lives on quite the budget. After thinking long and hard about the amount of work it takes to decorate home, I don’t know if it was the idea of the costs of all the stuff I wanted to get, or if it was just the thought of all the stuff I’d have to do to decorate, that instantly made me exhausted (don’t judge me).
Regardless, I bought myself a tree! Now before you get really get excited for me, it’s about a foot and a couple inches tall. HOWEVER, it fits perfectly on my bookshelf and I could not be happier with it. Also in the spirit of my mother, since I cook nowadays (yes, I can cook), I even bought kitchen cloths with cute snowflakes on them and I am so happy about it, plus, I have hand soap and air freshener that smells like joy and merriness.
So yes, my Christmas is going to be far from the large trees I’m used to watching my mom decorate, nor will I be hopping from home to home in Grand Turk getting food from all my family, but that is just fine. I think I probably wrote all this as a means to convince me of that, or maybe it’s Nat King Cole singing The Christmas Song in my ear right now that has me so content with not being back home during a time where I can barely think of any place I’d rather be than with my family; but I’m pretty excited for my merry little Christmas. Especially when I live in a city that is about as obsessed with Christmas as I am.
There shall be more posts coming, and to everyone who got on me about not posting anymore when I went back home in November (you know who you are), thank you for giving me this push. Hopefully, I can be more consistent this time, especially seeing as my life has recently given me so much to talk about.
Merry Christmas to whoever reads this, and just have a great Christmas season if you can. I know many families whose Christmases will feel like its missing something, mine included, but it’s a season to be happy, and there’s so much we have to be grateful for.
love, peace, happiness & have yourself a merry little Christmas
the pink cheebra