A cousin of mine is also a writer. Occasionally I look at her blog to get a peek of what a part of my former family are up to. She doesn’t know.
Every year I didn't do Family Christmas wore on me. It should've been easier to miss Christmas each year I lived in China. No matter how many Christmases I hung out with friends, drank, and exchanged gifts, it wasn't the same. I missed the big family Christmas party.
The thing I’m most grateful for is my family. My mother is fighting for her life with cancer , my sister is recovering from a stroke, my aunt is healing from a surgery and my grandmother has made it through another hard year of life.
As much as I enjoyed spending the day with my grandmother, there were occasionally parts that I didn’t like so much. I felt that I was close to my granny, but so were many other people. Although my grandmother had several kids and was a grandmother and great grandmother, she had just as many people that loved and visited her who was not blood related. She often had unannounced visitors stop by while my brother and I were there. When a vehicle pulled into my grandmother’s driveway, the fear and anxiety that I once felt during lunchtime in school would settle over me sending me into a panic. The last thing I wanted to do was have someone talk to me forcing me to talk back. Once when my Uncle Lee stopped by, I ran to my grandmother’s kitchen and quickly crawled beneath the table. I drew my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs. Hiding my face, I lowered my head allowing it to rest on my knees and closed my eyes. Soon, my Uncle Lee was in my grandmother’s kitchen. He squatted next to the table and peered at the tiny, frightened child that hid beneath.
This year has been a f***ing show, okay? It's been so bad, I've started using Gen Z vocab, bet.
I'm a millennial, for context reasons. Currently in a weird but no commitment relationship that my family don't understand and still in college getting a degree that they don't understand either.
When I was younger, the holidays were great and seemed to last a lifetime. It seems that back then families did so much more together but maybe it's just that it's my family so I don't notice it anymore. When I was younger our family got together for the annual party. It was my Grandmas, Aunts and Uncles, cousins, siblings. My grandmas house stuffed so tight the kids mostly sat on the floor, or perhaps the front porch because with so many people congregating it was overly warm.
November 24, 2016
I slip the Polamalu jersey over my shoulders, and head downstairs to help my step mom with the mashed potatoes. My father has a wonderful habit of gifting me jerseys of players right before they retire, but Polamalu will always be one of my favorite Steelers so I’m not mad about it.
I remember it like it was yesterday, my mother telling me "Do not marry a man with a whole bunch of kids". I knew what she was trying to say, I had watched her over the years having to deal with so much. My Dad had 10 kids that called my Mom their Stepmother. It seemed like every month we had a new edition to the household. They would come and go like there was a revolving door and with opened arms she would accept them, she loved them all.
Life would not be great if it was not for having the right combination of wine and cheese. I am Italian and with every meal, we had wine served with it. My grandfather grew red grapes and made his own wine. He had wine in the cellar fomenting, It was the best wine one would ever taste. I remember eating the grapes when I was a child. One day I sat eating grapes and I was almost sick. To this day I love grapes especially the green ones. The best way to celebrate holidays is to have family and friends at the table enjoying good food and drinks. Making your own cheese is best than buying it in the supermarket. Christmas is the one holiday when I make Cheese Balls. I serve it with a nice red or white wine. Thanks to my daughter who taught me how to make the great cheese ball.
Although living nearby to all of your relatives can be a wonderful experience, unfortunately this is not always the case and relatives are often separated by vast differences. Sometimes you are forced to relocate because of a job and sometimes you just move because you would like to live in and experience a new city, state or country. Likewise one or more of your relatives may opt to relocate for the same reasons. Regardless of how or why it happened many of us often find ourselves in a situation where our relatives may be spread out all over the globe. This is a sad fact of life which makes it more difficult to stay in touch and also greatly complicates the Christmas shopping process. This article will take a look at some of the dilemmas associated with Christmas shopping for out of town relatives and will provide some strategies for dealing with these dilemmas.
In our house we have 4 different House Holds even though we live under the same roof and most of us are family, that also includes a friend we are helping out.
While becoming a parent is a new venture, many family members also take on a new role as well. From grandparents, to siblings, to godmothers and godfathers, all the way to becoming aunts and uncles. For everyone involved it is a unique experience for every individual. In some way or another you become a big part to this tiny human's life. You are a role model, a shoulder to lean on during tough times, a shoulder to cry on during hard times, a warm hug on a stressful day, a cheerleader at every milestone and event in their entire lives, and an ear to listen to any and all thoughts and worries. You may not have all of the responsibilities that the parents do, but in many ways you are the reinforcement for the parents. You are there to help guide this small being into a well mannered, amazing, unique, smart, and successful individual.