New traditions are bittersweet.

23 Dec

Though I love that my parents moved up to NC in May of this year and are now only a 45-minute drive away from me, the “big move” involved selling the house I grew up in until I was 16 years old. Though I was ready to get out of my small hometown as soon as the opportunity presented itself, I loved growing up in the house that I did, and I am very fortunate to have been provided with a house that was full of love, comfort, books, and many memories.

Every single holiday memory I have took place in that house, and this year will be the first time I will be making new traditions in a different house. I’m happy with how things are now, of course. I love my parents’ current house more than my childhood home in SC, but my childhood home holds every single memory of my life up until the age of 16. Decorating the Christmas tree with my mom and getting nostalgic when pulling out the hand-made ornaments from when I was 5 and 6, making Christmas cookies in the kitchen, and putting up my own little fiber-optic Christmas tree (which came into the picture many years ago when I spent the holidays in Shriner’s Hospital for Kids and wanted something to make it feel more like Christmas in my hospital room). Even though the majority of our holiday “traditions,” or just how Christmas Day would pan out, are easy to duplicate in a different house, I think the kicker is also the realization that we will be opening presents and stockings in a different house from now on. The Christmas tree is up against a wall of windows rather than being set in a corner with two couches nestled around it. Since we have a wood stove, there is no fireplace to hang our stockings, and for the very first time, we will only have 5 stockings as opposed to 6 (since we lost Roxy, one of our springer spaniels, this year). Despite that sadness, Hoss, Roxy’s son, will be getting plenty of treats and as much love and attention as we can possibly show him. Needless to say, he’ll definitely be a happy camper on Christmas morning.

I don’t doubt that this Christmas will be just as special as previous holidays. However, I know that for me, it’ll be an emotional adjustment. I know that this year when I wake up on Christmas morning, I’ll be picturing the tree nestled in a corner…stockings hung up on the fireplace…and Hoss and Roxy sitting around my parents, my brother and I as we open stockings and gifts in our pajamas. And maybe, for just a few seconds, I’ll feel a bit sad about not getting to experience another Christmas in my childhood home, but then I will be sure to understand how fortunate I am to even have the opportunity to celebrate the holidays with my family around me.

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6 Responses to “New traditions are bittersweet.”

  1. frankoshanko December 23, 2012 at 11:30 pm #

    I can totally relate. Now my parents have passed away and my large family of origin is scattered. The surest thing in life is change! We must appreciate things the way they are now, as they’re sure to keep on changing! Merry Christmas!!!

    • ameliaclaire92 December 23, 2012 at 11:32 pm #

      So very true. Thanks for the perspective. 🙂

      • frankoshanko December 23, 2012 at 11:34 pm #

        You’re welcome! Thanks for the great posts! 🙂

  2. photosfromtheloonybin December 24, 2012 at 8:27 am #

    It’s not where you are, it’s who you are with :). Have a fabulous Christmas Amelia!!

  3. mcwoman December 24, 2012 at 8:31 am #

    Amelia – Change is always difficult because it usually involves compromise. Keep your wonderful memories of the old house, and like you said, be thankful you can celebrate with the ones you love. Merry Christmas. Barbara

  4. LA Edwards December 24, 2012 at 6:15 pm #

    Without change one never can grow. Happy holidays!

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