I'm going to disclose an abominable secret - I don't like Christmas. I do feel guilty about it. I don't have an urge to decorate my home with pretty red candles, Advent wreaths, mistletoe, bake all kinds of pretty Christmas cakes... I think my heart is totally dead to it.
I was growing up in a communist country, and we always had school on Christmas. I only got to decorate the tree on my birthday - 3 days later. And if you bought Christmas decorations it didn't say Christmas decorations on the box - it said "New Year's decorations". Needless to say I was not brought up a Christian (but that's another story - the one about the hidden Catholic values I only now understand were indeed strongly implemented).
My partner of last three years, husband for the last year gets so sad every Christmas now that he spends it with me. It breaks my heart to see him cry. He's Norwegian and was brought up with those great Christmas things like pepper cakes, Julenissen, (Norwegian for Santa), ribs for dinner (I am a vegetarian)... Then I'm eaten by guilt for destroying his Christmas.
Then, I turn 38 tomorrow. But that's another post.
Thursday, 27 December 2007
After Christmas, I turn 38
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2 comments:
Dear Agnes,
How was your birthday? I hope beter dan your Christmas. I read your blog and I understand what ment to say. I'm Hungarian and we had a beautiful Christmas every year. My husband is Dutch and when I came to Holland in 1989 was the Christmas celebration very poor and very "dutch" here. I was very sad and I cried a lot because I was homesiek during the holidays. This is nou different in Holland: very "american"! But my husband must learn to celebrate the holidays. We made our own christmas traditions and that helps, I can tell you!!!! We don't believe in god, but nou we have a lot of fun! Give yourself the time! We did it about ten years....
By the way, we are you living nou? In Croatia or in Norway?
Eva
Dear Eva,
forgive me it has taken so long to reply to your comment. I'm not a regular blogger as you probably noticed.
My birthday wasn't much, had a pre-birthday blues and tried to make a cake which I later trashed...
I've just come back from your homeland where I've spent a few days with my husband in Budapest. He flew back to Norway and I haven't joined him yet - have to bring things to an end here, one of them being my job. Waiting for the spring...
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