It’s up and done!
Can you believe it is already the end of the year? It seems as though the Christmas season approaches faster every year. November sneaked up way too fast on me this year. The run up to Christmas is usually a busy time of year, and at this time of year I tend to find myself under a fair bit of stress. Yes, it’s that time of year again, when every blogger takes time out of their busy schedules to put together a post about Christmas or how they will be celebrating this family tradition. Deck the halls and get in the Christmas spirit! To me Christmas is a family tradition that has been passed on from one generation to another. And without a traditional family festivity, it wouldn’t be Christmas.Many years ago, we would go and cut our tree ourselves. But with the time passed, the world has changed. Forests are being protected from manhunt and it has become illegal to just go and cut down trees. And to this end of the 21st century modern world and busy lifestyle, we go down to the village markets to buy the trees or we get them delivered home and Christmas starts right there. Christmas is a holiday and a time of year rich in traditions and also as old as the family itself. It is a family tradition that we grew up with or we plant it into our own families that we have created.
Christmas has provided me with lots of answers to questions that I have been longing for many years. It is a time that I re-examine myself and I realized that there are things that I may have been overlooking. It is the time to touch every hearts with Love and Care and is the time to receive and send blessings. If ever there is a time to embrace some good old family tradition, it is definitely during the Christmas season. There are many Christmas traditions embraced by family that bring a sense of comfort as we celebrate together with families and friends!
Decorating our tree each year is the art of opening our old trunk filled with old Christmas cards, and reading wishes of families and friends that are many years old and to me is like I am reading stories of bygone days. We gather the vintage decorations that we have collected over the years and together we hang them over the tree. I really enjoy blending in all the decorations, and family themes throughout the rooms at home. But this year I made some decorations out of fabric and I hang them in our tree. And plus this year our vintage brass kettle is holding our tree. It’s a fantastic magical time where I set the mood with lively Christmas music and mull wine on the side, with laughter and memories we cherish every minute of this special moment together. My mother is no longer here and every Christmas my tree honours her memory and brings more joy to my home at Christmas. Without her motherly upbringing that she gave to me and the traditional Christmas she taught me, I wouldn’t be who I am today. I am so grateful for having had a mother like her and the Christmas tradition she instilled in me, I filled my home with them every Christmas Season.
Christmas is a special time to give, to serve, and to love and it isn’t just about ourselves, but others that we can think of. In today’s world we are inundated with images of Christmas from the media. We are told that it is all about buying expensive gifts for each other. In today’s challenging economic times it is a tragedy that parents spend way more than they can afford to try and please their children. The sad truth is that, “money can’t buy you love.” A Christmas holiday is about time spent together with loved ones. It is about gift that comes from the heart and it is about the thousands of years of tradition that marks the holiday season.
It is the time of year that brings back memories of long, long time ago, when I read the story of “a new child is born in Bethlehem and how many shepherds and angels came to see him.” They were the days of being a child growing up in a traditional home. And until today Christmas is still traditional in my life. It is the time when I think about the school Christmas Play of “when Mary and Joseph arrived in Bethlehem to find a place to lay their child.” And singing the traditional song “Away in a Manger, No Crib for the Child,” I don’t go there, but my thoughts go way back and visit the past.Christmas at home in London is part of the way we like to live. Vintage is one great big part of our lives. We like to live with many aspects of the past rather than what is being invented within this technology world of actuality. I strongly believe that my ancestors lived in a happier world than mine. They had it all, and they had it all that had characters and value.
Sometimes I just have to spell it out. Adding a favourite sentiment can be just what I need to put a finishing touch on my decoration. I prefer the old traditional say “Merry Christmas.”
And every Christmas there is one special memory that floods my mind and my Christmas joy. When my daughter was just thirteen years old, she had practiced in time the Christmas carol “Once in Royal David’s City.” On that Christmas Eve, the service was started by her singing this carol alone before the Choristers, herself and the priest paraded down the isle of the church. How amazingly her “little sweet voice” filled the St Augustine’s church that night. I became emotional that I cried some joyful tears listening to my little girl open the midnight service. It was one of the greatest moments of my life, and that evening has always remained within me and will do so for as long as I live.
And let me take this great traditional moment to wish my families and friends, my followers and those who have stopped by to read my blog a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!Words and pictures are my properties