As I sit here, at my home work-space, at 12:34pm Christmas Day, life is oddly quiet. The rush of traffic is minimal on the busy street outside my window, the radiators are silent (and the air quite cool), nearby neighbors’ apartments are silent, and I keep the peace contributing only the click-clack of my fingers on the keyboard. A very quiet, calm, holiday.
My refrigerator starts to hum, and reminds me of my chores. Dishes to wash, food to put away, sweeping, clean the tub, mend some clothing… all the little tasks that run daily through my mind demanding attention on this day traditionally spent with family.
This is an odd perspective for me; I don’t know if I have ever spent a Christmas morning alone. As a child, we were always together with stockings to open and sticky-buns to munch on. The past couple years, I was fortunate to be invited to other’s homes for the holiday. Today, I managed to sleep in and upon waking, made coffee, eggs, sliced up an apple, and started catching up on my email (a list of over one thousand messages un-read. I have apparently been very busy the last few months).
Traditions are a funny thing. They have a way of getting inside, planting roots, and becoming an expected event each year. I never thought I had any attachment to specific events on the holiday, as I come from a very extended family with different celebrations each year, but now that the day is upon me, and I am sitting alone in my studio, I realize the one tradition I miss is sitting with my family in the morning, smiling and sharing the gift of being together.
Fortunately, I have wonderful people in my life and I get to go spend an early dinner with family. Rather than delaying my arrival to close to dinner time, I am going early because being with people whom I care about and who care about me on this day of family, food, and being grateful is of utmost importance.
Thank you to each and every one of you who has come into my life. I do not thank you often enough for helping to encourage, support, and shape me into the person I am today. You are always in my heart.