Christmas eve, a day I’ve been dreading since my birthday in October. Why? I’ll be all alone for the first time in my life. With Mom passing away in August, and my X moving out in September, my life has changed. I used to love to surprise them with gifts they weren’t expecting. To see the smiles of surprise and appreciation on their faces brought joy to my heart. I loved Christmas.
Christmas began to change for me in 2003 when my Dad passed away and we buried him December 24th. NOT a Christmas I want to remember. Mom didn’t want to even bother with the holiday, we all lost our spirit that year. Then in 2007, my Aunt passed away at the end of November. She and my Mom were like twins. They shopped, cooked, cleaned, did everything together. Mom was very sad and missed my Aunt so much. It wasn’t the same that Christmas either without my Aunt decorating, planning the big dinner and being such the big-hearted loving person that she was.
In 2009 my Mom moved out of our homestead and in with us. We all went back to the house for one last Christmas together and it was wonderful. But we all thought about those who we missed, but remembered the good times. Forty-seven years in that house held so many good memories. My Uncle coming down Christmas morning in his old shiny purple bathrobe thad had seen better days, the huge stockings hung from a two-by-four loaded to the brim with gifts, a huge family breakfast with several pounds of bacon fried crisply. Those were the good old days.
Last year, we had sold Mom’s house so we couldn’t go back to the homestead for Christmas. My cousin’s father-in-law Reg, lives in the city alone in a big three bedroom apartment. It has a huge dining room, large enough to seat all of us. But Christmas eve, the X and I wrapped Mom ‘s big gift (a keyboard) and set it in front of the tree. Mom played piano and organ in our church back home for over fifty years and missed her piano. When she sold the house she gave it to one of the boys. I was so excited to see her reaction when she saw the keyboard. She loved it. And it was fun exchanging gift between the three of us Christmas morning. I couldn’t wait to get up and give everyone their gifts. Then, later in the morning we went to Regs’ to exchange gifts with them and have a big Christmas dinner. It wasn’t the same but I really didn’t miss the old house. We were making new memories.
This year, I’m all alone, except for the cat. There are no gifts for me under the tree, nothing to wrap for my Mom or my partner. No surprises for the ones I loved. It just seems so empty and pointless. I thought my birthday was the worst day in my life as I was all alone and turning sixty-two. But Christmas has always been my favorite, not for getting gifts, but the excitement I got from coming up with gifts to surprise my loved ones. It will seem strange to wake Christmas morning to an empty house. It will be just another day.
I’m not looking for sympathy, I just needed to express my feelings in hopes that it will make me feel better. I know I’m not alone in my situation. There are lots of you out there who have no one to spend the holidays with. So let’s make the best of it and not feel sorry for ourselves. Think about others at this time of year, people who can’t afford to buy gifts for their children, or put a Christmas dinner on the table. That’s why I made a $500 donation to our local “Feed A Family” campaign this year. THAT brought joy to my heart and helped someone else.
Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year everyone.
Larry
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