I actually don’t mind avoiding the preparations involved in either hosting a holiday event or going to a social gathering, it’s kind of nice not to have the hassle. On the other hand, I remember one of my very favorite Christmases, about five years ago when I had a house full of people for four days, a fire going in the fireplace, and me, cooking and baking and watching my family and friends enjoy the warm embrace of our home and hearth.
Frankly, living in Las Vegas during the time of year when snow should be on the ground has never given me a real sense of the holiday spirit. I find it laughable to see decorations such as snowmen and Santa set up on desert rock landscaping; it just isn’t the same.
It’s this time of year I really feel the sting of not being near family. I could fly back home to New York, but my husband wouldn’t be able to go with me. We could drive to California to be with his family, but not when it falls on a “work” day for him. Besides, holiday traffic does not an enjoyable holiday make.
In years past our home was the stop for anyone we know who was far from their own family, we loved the mix of people. Now, I’m the one who gets the invite. As much as I appreciate the offer, generally I’d rather stay home or wait until John arrives and then take a long drive – in the opposite direction of everyone else. While we still live in Las Vegas we take advantage of the great food served in the casinos on holidays, so I can take comfort in the fact I don’t have to cook or clean up!
I see a move in our near future, out of Vegas and to a more rural lifestyle where the winter holidays look like they did when I was growing up.
Here's my brother showing off his winter wonderland
Soon I will have that roaring fire blazing, family and friends surrounding me and tired feet but a happy heart. In the meantime, my plans for the upcoming holidays “aren’t much,” but they’ll do.
Happy Thanksgiving to All