It’s that time once again! Christmas is upon us. Thinking about all the family time coming, I thought it might be fun to share a tradition that means something to me. Traditions are part of the fabric that hold families together and create special times.
My favorite tradition is Christmas morning. Forty years ago or so my Grandfather was a fireman. He chose to work Christmas day which meant that he would have to be at the firehouse very early. I am not really sure the time, it seems to me that he had to leave around 5 am or so.
Every Christmas morning my Dad and Mom would get us up around 4 a.m. We would pile in the car in our pajamas and go to my Grandparent’s home. As we walked in the door, the smell of sausage and fresh bread filled the air. My aunts, uncles, and cousins were all there and we would fill the living room around the Christmas Tree.
I remember the tree had piles of gifts – today the piles are not quite so high, the joy and family connection however, is the still the same. My Grandfather would hand out gifts one at a time and we would sit for that hour unwrapping gifts and creating mountains of used gift-wrap.
After that, breakfast was served. We had a special sausage (I think it’s Farmer Johns, even to this day) and what my family calls Christmas Bread. Christmas Bread is white bread with candied fruit, spices and glaze – I can’t stand the stuff, AND it wouldn’t be Christmas morning without it! Some time right after, my Grandfather was off to the firehouse.
Times have changed, and Dad now plays Santa and we don’t have to be there until 8 a.m. or so. There is another generation of little kids and it is just as special as it ever was.
What traditions does your family have? What new traditions will you create this year?