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This break has been very pleasant.
My family and I usually spend Christmas Eve in Mexico or here at home. This year was different as we ventured off to Arlington to celebrate in my brother’s house.
When my parent’s told me we were going to spend Christmas Eve at my brother’s I was a bit disappointed. Not only was it not tradition but my brother’s strictness meant that I would have to be careful about crumbs, spills and general mishaps (those who know me well understand the difficulty of such a challenge). But because my family and I are at a point where huge life changes are being made and consequently new traditions are being formed, I had no other option but to accept this new one.
Now, Christmas in Mexico is amazing. Christmas at my brother’s was just as amazing but in a completely different way. While at my brother’s we watched movies, played pool and listened to good music. I even dropped popcorn on the couch and didn’t get reprimanded for it (granted, my brother had had a few beers :P). But overall, everyone had a great time.
I think what made this Christmas so great was not that I didn’t get in trouble for leaving popcorn crumbs and not that I beat both my brother and my dad in pool (though it was pretty awesome ) but just realizing that this Christmas Eve was a turning point in my families life. My brother is now a “grown-up,” he owns his own house, pays his own bills and has his own family. My parents, my parents are old! And me, well I don’t know what I am.
In many ways I feel like the same person I was 2, 5 or 10 years ago. I feel like amid all this change I am the only constant. However, I know that from my family’s perspective this is far from the truth. I am 18 years old, I have a long-term boyfriend and I will soon go to college. Eek! It’s depressing to realize how quickly I’m growing up. I’m enjoying every moment of the journey but how I wish I could slow it down.
So here it is, another one of those realizations or epiphanies I talked about oh so long ago...
((more to come later ))
My family and I usually spend Christmas Eve in Mexico or here at home. This year was different as we ventured off to Arlington to celebrate in my brother’s house.
When my parent’s told me we were going to spend Christmas Eve at my brother’s I was a bit disappointed. Not only was it not tradition but my brother’s strictness meant that I would have to be careful about crumbs, spills and general mishaps (those who know me well understand the difficulty of such a challenge). But because my family and I are at a point where huge life changes are being made and consequently new traditions are being formed, I had no other option but to accept this new one.
Now, Christmas in Mexico is amazing. Christmas at my brother’s was just as amazing but in a completely different way. While at my brother’s we watched movies, played pool and listened to good music. I even dropped popcorn on the couch and didn’t get reprimanded for it (granted, my brother had had a few beers :P). But overall, everyone had a great time.
I think what made this Christmas so great was not that I didn’t get in trouble for leaving popcorn crumbs and not that I beat both my brother and my dad in pool (though it was pretty awesome ) but just realizing that this Christmas Eve was a turning point in my families life. My brother is now a “grown-up,” he owns his own house, pays his own bills and has his own family. My parents, my parents are old! And me, well I don’t know what I am.
In many ways I feel like the same person I was 2, 5 or 10 years ago. I feel like amid all this change I am the only constant. However, I know that from my family’s perspective this is far from the truth. I am 18 years old, I have a long-term boyfriend and I will soon go to college. Eek! It’s depressing to realize how quickly I’m growing up. I’m enjoying every moment of the journey but how I wish I could slow it down.
So here it is, another one of those realizations or epiphanies I talked about oh so long ago...
((more to come later ))