Christmas at home
What a shocker! After years of pre-Christmas nerve and travelling home (sometimes straight-up on the Christmas day), I can finally and safely proclaim that I am home! And I ain´t goin´anywhere!
For the past few years it was always the same for me. Depression and
homesickness just right when the four Advent weeks started, thinking about the
rest of my family two countries away happily lighting the candles on the Advent
reeve week by week, my grandma baking all those extra special sweet treats for
the holiday, the whole house smelling heavenly and… most of all, I missed them
all so much my heart ached with every Christmas song playing on the radio.
Being such an adventurous person that loves travelling and spending time anywhere but home, I couldn´t believe my little emotional breakdowns that found me precisely on December 1st every year. I don´t really know why because I cannot say I was alone; there were friends, colleagues, my good friend and even my neighbours who I always knew I could rely on and spend the time with. But you know what? Family is family. And I am sure that everyone who has ever experienced being away from their loved ones could agree on the stuff I was going through. Not that I haven´t missed them all year around but there´s just something special about holidays that makes you think twice about them. What are they doing? Are they waiting for me with the Christmas tree decoration? What about the ginger breads? Have they already been decorated? What a fun they must have! I wish I could go there and help them…
I am not going to get all depressed and negative here, don´t you worry.
In fact, I have no reason for it, now. I am home! Well, I am sitting at school
right now, looking at the desperate brains of my students trying to remember
what was it that they had to learn for the exam today (EDIT from today: I am at home, no way am I going to spend the Christmas day sitting at school). But I know that with the
last ring announcing the end of the final lesson, I am going to start the
engine of my good old car and be home in twenty minutes. Being on the last week
before Christmas, I can´t help but sing along to the Chris Rea´s“Driving Home
for Christmas” song, because I am indeed driving home. And I know that once I
cross the threshold of our front door, there will be my Grandma waiting for me
with a warm lunch and my Grandpa sitting in his armchair reading Agata
Christie. And I know that soon after my arrival, my parents and my sister will
arrive home from work and we will spend the rest of the evening together.
Watching movies, talking about anything and everything, maybe even decorate the
ginger breads… simply said, I will have them right next to me and on the
Christmas Day, I will light the last Advent candle together with them and when
my little cousin with her parents arrives from Germany, we will celebrate the
Holidays together.
Thinking about this right now, I no longer have to wear that sad look on my face, I can be positive and smile because I know that once the D Day comes, I will be here, sitting with them, enjoying the moment (EDIT Nr. 2: I am here, indeed and it couldn´t get any better).
And what about your holiday? Are you prepared? Are you looking forward
to get together with your family and celebrate? Let me know !
Have the nicest of Holidays and see you next year! J
Until next time,
Čauko, Lenka!
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