Having spent most of my life with no extended family on the same continent, Christmases for as long as I can remember have been pretty... Quiet. Relaxed. Simple. Mum, dad, Kirsty and me, just the four of us. Kirsty normally took the lead in putting up the tree sometime in December; presents and Church on Christmas Day. What's more, as Kirsty and I have gotten older, not to mention the whole Southern Hemisphere Christmas deal, it's felt less and less like a commercial holiday - this big To Do - and more just another chance to hang out together as a family. And this year, for the first time ever, it's not even the four of us.
Subsequently, I cannot believe how incredibly chilled out Christmas has been. Every family has their tradition, and this, I have come to realise, is ours. No tree, a couple presents, a drive out to the beach on Christmas Eve, a small bbq for lunch tomorrow for the three of us.
But you know what? There's something truly spectacular, truly special, in all of its simplicity. Another day, another memory that I will always cherish.
Merry Christmas. :)
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