I thought I would take a minute to wish everyone a Merry Christmas. I hope everyone takes the chance to take a break from looking up dead relatives and spend time with living relatives and friends.
In my family, my mother used to make Christmas dinner, as she did for every other holiday during the year. As far as the menu, it was not set in stone, there was variety every year.
About 10 years ago I took over the “chore” of making Christmas dinner. I don’t remember exactly why the switch was made, but now feeding the family on Christmas day is in my hands and I enjoy it.
The first year we had filet wrapped in bacon. It was good but I don’t remember what accompanied the steak.
The second year I decided to do a prime rib. It was a big hit and now my family looks forward to prime rib on Christmas. The sides change every year, with the exception of creamed spinach. I think if I stopped serving creamed spinach I would be disowned!
With a new little great nephew this year, I hope that he looks back years from now remembering Christmas dinner prime rib at Aunt Barb’s house. Although this year he will be enjoying a bottle and Stage 1 baby food.
In the evening my sister and I will head to my Aunt Mary’s house. Aunt Mary is my Dad’s sister and she hosts a family gathering every Christmas night. She has been doing this since the late 1970s when she took the tradition over after the death of my grandmother. Ever since I can remember the Henrys gathered on Christmas night to eat and just spend time. It is the only time during the year that I see some relatives on that side.
As a small child I went because, well, you don’t really have much of a choice at that age.
In my 20s and early 30s I didn’t go every year. I exercised my independence I guess.
After the death of my father in 2004 I have made an effort to attend every year (as long as the weather cooperates). I now appreciate the opportunity to see these loved ones, if only for a few hours a year.
Here is me with one of my favorite Christmas presents as a child (the bowling set, NOT THE DRESS!) in 1967.
|Christmas 1967, Freeland Md.|
For those who do not celebrate Christmas, I wish you a great end of 2014.