My feelings around Christmas have changed drastically since I was little, no longer do I feel the same levels of excitement and anticipation. I no longer attempt to stay awake to wait for the arrival of Santa, nor do I lay awake and wonder what the day will have in store. But the magic and excitement are still felt in other ways.
I still get excited to spend a day with my family, of seeing their faces when they open the gifts I have chosen for them and for enjoying a dinner that has been lovingly prepared. I still love to curl up on the sofa with a box of chocolates and a good book though have replaced the cup of tea with a glass of red wine.
I find joy in watching carols being performed by local choirs, seeing the kid’s faces light up when they catch a glimpse of Santa at the Christmas Parade and of seeing friends meeting up to share a coffee and chat, putting their feet up and relaxing when shopping.
I love to carefully wrap the presents where once I was eager to unwrap them, of receiving and writing Christmas cards, posting them through friend’s doors for them to find on their return to their homes.
I find a strange sort of comfort in joining the queues of other shoppers as we wait to pay for our goods, of taking the items home and of making the preparations ready for Christmas morning.
What has changed about Christmas since you were small? Do you still get the same feelings about Christmas? I’d love to know your comments!