Christmas Eve Eve

Posted by on December 23, 2010 at 12:44 pm.

Christmas MooseChristmas Eve Eve was one of my favorite holidays. I loved the last-minute shopping, baking all sorts of cookies, wrapping gifts and finding Christmas specials on TV.

When I had family that came home for Christmas, they either arrived or we prepared for their arrival on Christmas Eve Eve. Throughout the years, our family Christmas evaporated, and but my love of Christmas Eve Eve didn’t.

I’m the youngest of 4 kids. It’s probably been 5 years or longer since we were all together. One by one, we stopped coming home for Christmas. This is my first year not going home.

Christmas Eve Eve always was noted with a call from my godfather asking my father and I if we were coming to his community meal program on Christmas Eve to peel potatoes and decorate the Christmas tree. I loved decorating that Christmas tree more than the one in my living room. I knew the ornaments were the same every year, I knew exactly how to put the lights on, and I knew that hundreds of people would see it. It never really occurred to me that for many, that was the only Christmas tree that they saw, or certainly the only one that was decorated with them in mind.

I don’t even have a tree this year. I hung a stocking next to my staircase, but that’s the only seasonal touch in my apartment. I work the next three days. At work, there’s a huge moose head on the wall, and someone hung ornaments off its antlers. When I look back at this year, I’ll probably remember that moose as the closest thing to a Christmas tree I had this season. On Christmas Day, I might stop by the community dinner here, and see if maybe they’ve decorated a tree for people who are stuck in a place they’d rather not be on Christmas, either physically (like me) or economically.

Next year, I’d like to think that I’ll be spending Christmas with the boy I love, or with my parents, but really, chances are that I’ll be spending it working.

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