Thursday, December 22, 2011
I've never really wanted a destination Christmas. Unless it was my family's tradition to go to the beach or to a ski lodge or somewhere else, I don't think I would like it. To me, going home and being home at Christmastime is something I look forward to all year long.
Aaron and I were talking about traveling over Christmas, and he asked if I was sad to be leaving our own home, which we've relaxed in and enjoyed decorating so much for the season. If we were traveling somewhere that didn't have as much meaning, I might be, but since we are going to our childhood homes, I don't feel like I will be missing much at all.
I have been thinking about if this will change next year, when we have our own baby. Some of my best memories are when my family did not travel, and we stayed at our own home and did Christmas our own way. I certainly want my family to have our own Christmas traditions, but, right now, I don't not want to be with our extended family over the holidays. Yes, the drives are long and it's tough to juggle two family Christmases with only the two of us, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. Especially because it's one of the only times each year we get to see our family.
For now, we'll enjoy our last Christmas without baby and relish the time and freedom we have to make this trip.