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phil_at_dayboro
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One of several Worst things is,
In a few Months you will be one year older,
In a few Months you will be one year older,
One of several Worst things is,
In a few Months you will be one year older,/QUOTE
Better make some Italian friends, they say " how young are you?" Instead of how old are you![]()
When I was a child, Christmas time was absolutely magical to me. Our family celebrates a traditional Polish Christmas Eve. Multi-course meal, followed by some gift exchange with family. Midnight Mass (when it was actually at midnight). Christmas Day was a little less festive since we did all the celebration the night before, but also fun with a different kind of meal. The decorations, the gift wrapping. All of it just lit up my world. My grandmother, great-aunt, aunt, and mother did all the preparing. Came to find out later that none of them enjoyed it.
I loved Christmas as a child but now that Iām a grownup I understand how much work it was to make all of that magic happen. (In our family, we also have the Polish Christmas Eve traditions to cope with, but with adjustments. Salmon, not carp, and Christmas Day Mass, not Midnight. But even a streamlined Polish Christmas Eve is pretty taxing.)
As I got older, I noticed my family āscaling backā more and more. They decided to stop the gift exchange. We shortened the number of courses for dinner so we could be done earlier. Fewer decorations. The reasoning behind it was that āitās too much troubleā.
Iāll also mention that I was the only child in the family. I was the only child of an only-child father and a mother whose siblings never had children of their own. I missed the magical feeling of Christmas. I hated the complaining and hearing āitās too much troubleā and I feared the tradition would disappear completely. So when I was in my very early 20ās and still in school I decided to just take over. To heck with everyone elseās wish for streamlining. I was going to go all out. I decorated my motherās house to the 9ās, brought back the multiple courses of Christmas Eve dinner, and if they all didnāt want to do a gift exchange then fine- I placed a single small gift at everyoneās place setting.
Very good!
Been doing it that way for over 10 years now. Two children of my own to bring into the fold now. The festivities are held at my house instead of my motherās. I start preparing days or weeks in advance. Itās magical again. Nobody complains because my husband and I do all the work. They just have to show up.
And as for the amount of money spent, well, I feel that the gifts are things I would buy anyway. The kids need some new toys and clothes. The sales are often really good and if I purchased these items at a different time I would be spending more money but spread out over the year.
Itās heavy on the picked herring and sauerkraut. A bit of an acquired taste, but we do it out of tradition. Nothing in aspic. I make salmon and cod, cauliflower with breadcrumbs and butter, and pierogi.I loved Christmas as a child but now that Iām a grownup I understand how much work it was to make all of that magic happen. (In our family, we also have the Polish Christmas Eve traditions to cope with, but with adjustments. Salmon, not carp, and Christmas Day Mass, not Midnight. But even a streamlined Polish Christmas Eve is pretty taxing.)
I grew up doing the traditional Polish Christmas Eve feast, etc etc.I am one of the few who think it should be work. It should be effort. Weāre honoring the birth of our Lord! He is coming! Shouldnāt we have a big celebration for Him?
When I was a child, Christmas time was absolutely magical to me. Our family celebrates a traditional Polish Christmas Eve. Multi-course meal, followed by some gift exchange with family. Midnight Mass (when it was actually at midnight). Christmas Day was a little less festive since we did all the celebration the night before, but also fun with a different kind of meal. The decorations, the gift wrapping. All of it just lit up my world. My grandmother, great-aunt, aunt, and mother did all the preparing. Came to find out later that none of them enjoyed it.
I missed the magical feeling of Christmas. I hated the complaining and hearing āitās too much troubleā and I feared the tradition would disappear completely.
So when I was in my very early 20ās and still in school I decided to just take over.