Ugh.
Is it just me? It seems like Christmas has become so very orchestrated, and I just don't remember it being like this. I think I am really relishing the little customs, the small traditions, like decorating stockings and looking at lights, so that the commercialized part of the holiday is glaringly out of place for me right now. I'm veering towards an intimate holiday, time with people who know me and my kids, to share love and good cheer. I just want to make small gifts from my heart and not buy a single thing. I want to bake a ton of cookies and pass them out to my neighbors. I want to make a few dozen tamales, and steep myself in my heritage, remembering my great-grandma, my nana, and my aunts, and all their hands, making tamales before mine ever did. I want to listen to Christmas carols. I may even drag the kids caroling...Then, the morning after, I just want to jump into the van for real quality time with my family, out on the open road.
(Viviana said "Not Texas! It's too far!", but I assured her we would sleep in one of those places that has two beds (motel), and she said YIPPEE!)
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