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What was your most memorable Christmas?

Pretty much every Christmas where I was young enough to believe Santa was real and had no worries in the world. The joy of being a kid.


Now Decembers are stressful 100% due to work. People finagling to be off which make a higher workload. Year after year I find myself just wanting the month to be over with.
Not to be a debbie downer, but I'm with you. I love Christmas for exactly what it is (the birth of Jesus), and I do enjoy spending time with family, but work, running here and there shopping and get-togethers makes my Nov and Dec the most stressful 2 months out of the year. I'm so glad when Jan rolls around and things get back to normal.

A couple stick out for me. The first, my wife and I had recently separated. My family always does our meal either Christmas Eve or the day after to avoid conflicts with other family functions. I had my kids that morning, fixed them breakfast, opened their gifts, and then they left with their mom. Spent the whole day by myself, grilled a big steak, watched TV, drank a few cold ones...was a quiet and relaxing day. The second, my wife's parents are getting to the age that they can't drive long distances. They love the mountains, and hadn't been in over 10 years. Our gift to them was taking them to a cabin in the mountains for 4 nights between Christmas/New Years. It snowed buckets one day while we were there. Her parents were like kids in a candy store. Her dad sat at the picture window in the dining room for hours on end looking at the mountains and the snow, like an 10 year old kid in an 80 year old's body. He's a good man, a preacher. It warmed my heart to see him in somewhat of a different light.
 
Not to be a debbie downer, but I'm with you. I love Christmas for exactly what it is (the birth of Jesus), and I do enjoy spending time with family, but work, running here and there shopping and get-togethers makes my Nov and Dec the most stressful 2 months out of the year. I'm so glad when Jan rolls around and things get back to normal.

A couple stick out for me. The first, my wife and I had recently separated. My family always does our meal either Christmas Eve or the day after to avoid conflicts with other family functions. I had my kids that morning, fixed them breakfast, opened their gifts, and then they left with their mom. Spent the whole day by myself, grilled a big steak, watched TV, drank a few cold ones...was a quiet and relaxing day. The second, my wife's parents are getting to the age that they can't drive long distances. They love the mountains, and hadn't been in over 10 years. Our gift to them was taking them to a cabin in the mountains for 4 nights between Christmas/New Years. It snowed buckets one day while we were there. Her parents were like kids in a candy store. Her dad sat at the picture window in the dining room for hours on end looking at the mountains and the snow, like an 10 year old kid in an 80 year old's body. He's a good man, a preacher. It warmed my heart to see him in somewhat of a different light.
Well, I'm sorry about your wife and pray things are much better for you now! BTW, the birth of Jesus is the main reason we should all celebrate Christmas.
 
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I can sympathize with you there, I lost my mom November 19th, 1965. It wasn't Christmas but it was close enough to Christmas to ruin Christmas because Christmas was always special to me and her. And to this day, and I will be 77 next month, my wife and I always make Christmas a very big event in our household.

My mom died on November 17, 2018. She had survived breast cancer twice, uterine cancer once, but in the end we still don't know what the mysterious infection was that killed her. Like some of the posters on here, she and my dad had celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary the previous May. When I was a kid, she would never ask me what i wanted for christmas yet when christmas day came, whatever gift I was looking forward to was right there under the tree. And my reaction every year would be: "damn, how'd she know?" It's something I do now with my wife and son, they'll see something or say "I like this" when we're out shopping in say October or November, I keep it in mind and get it for them at christmas, and every year they can't figure out how I knew what they wanted. I'm about to make a batch of cookies with the Hershey kisses in them today, a recipe I learned from her. Thanksgiving though I celebrate it forever has a dark cloud hanging over it now, and 2018 because of her passing and some other difficulties I endured that year is a year I blocked from my memory and try to forget ever happened.
 
I guess I was around 12 so that would have been 1982. I had a step brother the same age. We opened all our presents under the tree and were so happy. We played with things for about an hour or so then ate breakfast. After breakfast my step dad told us to take the scraps to the pig we were raising and feed him. As me and my brother were walking back to the house after the chore we saw two dirt bikes beside the house that had been hiddin from our view. Man, we were excited. That was the best Christmas as a kid. We couldn’t believe it.
 
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My mom died on November 17, 2018. She had survived breast cancer twice, uterine cancer once, but in the end we still don't know what the mysterious infection was that killed her. Like some of the posters on here, she and my dad had celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary the previous May. When I was a kid, she would never ask me what i wanted for christmas yet when christmas day came, whatever gift I was looking forward to was right there under the tree. And my reaction every year would be: "damn, how'd she know?" It's something I do now with my wife and son, they'll see something or say "I like this" when we're out shopping in say October or November, I keep it in mind and get it for them at christmas, and every year they can't figure out how I knew what they wanted. I'm about to make a batch of cookies with the Hershey kisses in them today, a recipe I learned from her. Thanksgiving though I celebrate it forever has a dark cloud hanging over it now, and 2018 because of her passing and some other difficulties I endured that year is a year I blocked from my memory and try to forget ever happened.
Nice that you continued your mom's tradition.
 
I guess I was around 12 so that would have been 1982. I had a step brother the same age. We opened all our presents under the tree and were so happy. We played with things for about an hour or so then ate breakfast. After breakfast my step dad told us to take the scraps to the pig we were raising and feed him. As me and my brother were walking back to the house after the chore we saw two dirt bikes beside the house that had been hiddin from our view. Man, we were excited. That was the best Christmas as a kid. We couldn’t believe it.
Boy, what a surprise.
 
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