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Our First Grown-Up Christmas in Jackson

December 20th, 2010 by Melia

Last year marked the first time I spent Christmas away from home in 29 years. Instead of convening in Sonoma, California, where I grew up, my family met in Kailua, Hawaii. My sister, Gill, was living there with her husband, Brian, who is in the Navy.

This year will be the first Christmas that I don’t spend with my family, because Gill and Brian have moved to Naples, Italy (lucky ducks), and it would have cost over $1,000 for Darren and me to fly to California to see my parents. We’re saving for the wedding and the honeymoon, so it’s just not doable this time around.

Last year I didn’t feel homesick because Christmas felt like a tropical vacation with my family. This year I do, because although I’m surrounded by the wintry trappings of Christmas, they feel…different.

I miss my family’s traditions: Driving to Petaluma shoulder to shoulder in my dad’s green truck to cut down our own Christmas tree, then decorating it together with Bing Crosby and New Kids on the Block playing on cassette tape. Lighting the Advent candles at the dinner table every Sunday and giggling at the Bible reading that says, “And Jesus leapt in Mary’s womb.” Hanging stockings by the fireplace. Helping my mom make her grandmother’s Butter Dream cookies and eating one every time I walk by the cookie tin.

As the holidays approached, Darren was sweet to realize that I was missing these traditions, so together we made a point of creating our own. We went to the High Street farmer’s market and picked out a great-smelling, 7′ 8″ Douglas fir tree, which the salesmen carefully tied to the roof of my Jetta. At Walgreens, we filled a shopping cart full of lights and ornaments and red felt stockings, and a sparkly star for the stop of the tree. Darren even let me buy an ornament of a bichon frisé to represent our imaginary purse dog, Mr. Prancywaggles. He’s playing with a baseball, so he’s manly, right? (wink)

After we laboriously dragged the tree into the house and bolted it into the stand, I downloaded the “Glee” Christmas album and the “Elf” soundtrack and sang along as we decorated. Later, I made gingerbread cookies with buttercream icing, rocky road with homemade marshmallows, and saltine toffee. None of the music or the treats has been part of the Schwindaman or Dicker family traditions. But if we like them, we’ll make them part of the Schwindickerman family tradition.

The holidays still feel different to me. But they’re starting to feel more comfortable.

I’m not yet sure what Christmas Eve and Christmas Day will hold, but I’m grateful that Darren’s mom and dad each live nearby, and that his brothers will be coming into town to celebrate the holidays. That way, even though Darren and I are still figuring out what our own Christmas traditions will be, we’ll have his family traditions to make us feel at home.

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  • 1 Gilliebean Dec 20, 2010 at 4:05 pm

    Aw, I know the feeling. I’ve been kinda homesick being away for Christmas as well. Last year was so great because you guys came to us. It’s good you are creating your own new traditions, as well as keeping the NKOTB Christmas album tradition alive.

    We have been too transient to make our temporary home feel festive, but we’re just going to travel and have our own little romantic holiday away. Love and miss you guys!

  • 2 Melia Dec 20, 2010 at 4:22 pm

    Oh yeah, I downloaded the NKOTB Christmas album so I can rap to “Funky, Funky Xmas” and annoy Darren. I bought Bing Crosby’s “White Christmas” on CD a few years ago, and that brings a little piece of home to Jackson.

    I’m sure that because you just arrived in Italy, you’ll be sampling European holiday delights. A romantic Parisian Christmas ain’t bad at all! Love and miss you guys, too.

  • 3 Elena Dec 20, 2010 at 4:44 pm

    Aww, love hearing about the new traditions and the critters in your xmas tree!

  • 4 Melia Dec 20, 2010 at 11:04 pm

    Thanks, Miss Elena! I love reading about your culinary creations, mmmm.