I was visiting with Mom yesterday and she informed me that this will be my first Christmas away from home. Ever. Honestly, I was certain I’d been away for Christmas once before (with an Ex who shall remain nameless) however she seems to have a better memory than me. If you know me at all, you know that doesn’t take much…
That’s right, this will be my first Christmas away from home and again in the spirit of putting it all out there for the sake of the blog (and my own sanity), it made me a bit sad.
Please do not misunderstand, I’m very excited to spend Christmas with Si (and of course his family, too). I’m also very grateful we get to be together for a handful of days over such a beautiful time of year. That having been said, there will of course be something missing (my mom, duh) but rather than dwell on not being with her for the actual day itself, I’ll focus on the fact that she and I get to share our Christmas together on New Year’s Day which, if I’m being honest, isn’t a bad way to start the new year.
Of course we’ll Skype with Mom on Christmas (a big shout out to modern technology) and I’m sure I’ll be sending her Viber messages throughout my time away, but it won’t be the same, not being with her on Christmas Day. This is however where I remember that Christmas isn’t just a day, it’s a feeling in our hearts. It’s love and family and peace and giving. It’s something meant to be kept with us always, every day of the year.
Whether I celebrate Christmas near or far away, I’ll remind myself that the true spirit of Christmas isn’t meant only for the 25th of December, but for every day that comes before and every day that is to follow.
So with that, Merry Christmas Mom, I love you.