For me, this Christmas was different from the 24 I have had in the past. A good different, a scary different, a different that was bound to happen at some point. ... This was the very first year I did not wake up Christmas morning at my parents house with my only 4 years younger brother waking up at the crack of dawn to open presents. (Any other day, it may take a glass of ice cold water to the face to wake him up!)
This year I spent Christmas Eve at my boyfriends parents and we spent Christmas day at mine...And as different as it was, its a grown up feeling that this is how life is supposed to be, and change will happen, ready or not...
Its so different to see the traditions other families have started throughout the years, and very exciting thinking about someday starting our own and/or carrying on the same ones. Fonduing on Christmas Eve, sleigh rides and a fulfilling breakfast on Christmas day. Board games and laughing, and maybe drinking a little too much. As stressful as I make all the gift giving and shopping , the where are we going and when's, making new traditions and doing old ones with our families gives me that holiday feeling I felt years ago when I still believed in Santa.....