Sunday, December 6, 2015

Sunday Musings: Holiday means...

Happy Hanukkah.

Happy Sunday.

This is the first Sunday of December a time for family holidays and special feelings all around through many beliefs. Our wishes, hopes, and thoughts go to everyone for all the best this season brings.

Today our Musers share...what the holidays mean to them, for them:

Holiday means…Family, friends, food, drink, football, laughter, games, weather, scents, baking, lights, sharing, and memories. That’s what holiday means to me.

Growing up, this time of the year was when we got to see family we didn’t get to see often throughout the year. They would travel to visit. The laughter that filled the kitchen with all the women there and the grumbles coming from living room where the men were watching the games, even the racing around of children (WAY too many! LOL) didn’t get at the adults like it normally did. Holiday time was when kids (and grown men, lol) could get away with nearly any and everything. Those pranks that usually had my grandparents and their siblings snatching their sons/daughters up by the scruff of the neck with a reprimand didn’t happen when we were all gathered together during the winter holidays.

The sharing of memories from holidays past were always the best. How the elders talked about winter and storms, the blizzards that kept them locked in one home until after the system spent itself. The snowball fights and fort building. The winners and losers of those games didn’t hold a grudge, instead they waited until the moment presented itself and got their own back. Sometimes that including tattling to the grandparents (parents of our parents) about how horribly the adults cheated and won without honor. Those times even included a couple of really tall tales that, of course, our grandmothers believed without batting an eyelash. They would scold our uncles/fathers/cousins with a smile and twinkle in their eye. I know they didn’t believe the fib we told, but it was enjoyable to see the adults gotten after from their parents!

For me that’s what holiday means. It’s not about the presents or wrappings, but the people gathered together under one roof, filling the house with laughter and jokes, retelling those wonderful tales that seemed so farfetched that as grown-ups we smiled and shook our heads, while the children sat enthralled. The wonderful smells that smelt even better because the treats were made with love from those same relatives.

I'm very fortunate to be able to say that holiday means family to me. This will be the first year we will celebrate without my dad, which is going to be rather difficult but we'll do our best to make sure Mum has the best time she can. I am blessed that our family gets on well and that we enjoy each others company so I'm looking forward to our various gatherings. At the same time, I'm aware that others may not have family with whom they can celebrate and that this may not be a happy time of year for them.

Holidays to me, well that means getting away from the everyday chores.  But every alternate year it means going to Canada for a few weeks, to spend time in the Rocky Mountains, and to meet up with family and friends.  I make no bones about the fact that I love Canada (fortunately hubby does too) and my favourite place is Banff.  Having written the "Saunders" series which is set in Banff (due for publication 2017) I keep expecting to see my characters walking down Banff Avenue, and that gets a raised eye from hubby.  But holidays are a time to get away from the normal and to experience a different kind of life. This year we missed our holiday, due to unforeseen circumstances, and boy do we know we haven't had a holiday.  Holidays keep you sane and set you up for the rest of the year.  Roll on 2016...Canada here we come. Banff "Canada Day" is with you.

It's probably bad to think stress and chaos first when thinking Christmas, of course it is. But once I get over this all I look forward to is time with family. Waking up Christmas morning and smell the cooking turkey, eating and feeling over stuffed. Quiet without any thought to having to do anything, get anything done. Spending time in complete rest, quiet, and recharging.

Dear reader, thank you again for joining us and we’d love to hear from you. Keep smiling and have a fun week. Never stop believing. See you next Sunday…nothing better than being cozy in bed with some Musings.

If you have a question or comment you’d like us to muse upon, do not hesitate to contact me Christine Steeves-Speakman  at

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