Where o' where has my Christmas spirit gone...where o' where could it be?

I remember when I was little Christmas was a big celebration. All of my mom’s side of the family would get together a couple of weeks before Christmas Day and celebrate together. My grandmother was one of five girls. The “sisters” and their families would all get together for a day of visiting, good food, and presents.

I remember so many traditions that my Great-Aunt Bog (yes, Bog) would do each year for us kids. There would be a humongous ginger bread house on the kid’s table. We knew not to nibble at it until dinner was over. That was so hard.

Another thing she would do is get each of us kids a silver ornament with our name and the year inscribed on them. We would have to look through the Christmas tree to find it. She would also have an envelope with money in it on the tree that we had to find with our names on it.

The anticipation was horrible. We would sit there and sit there waiting until we could dig into the ginger bread house. Then we would have to sit again and wait until all the presents were passed out and given permission to find our envelope and ornament.

My Uncle Godfather (Bog’s husband who was actually my Great Uncle and godfather) would always take me into the back room and give me the hug and kiss he had been saving for me since the last time he had seen me. This was a special little thing between us that I am sure that he had with all the kids, but made me fell like it was just for me. And NO this is not in any way as perverted as it sounds. My Uncle Godfather was the bomb.

After my grandmother passed away when I was 9 we didn’t go to the Christmas celebrations anymore. We had moved to Colorado with my new stepfamily. After that I don’t really remember celebrating Christmas too much. I am sure that we did, but it just wasn’t the same.

This past year Christmas was wonderful. We spent the night at my mom and Walt’s house and then woke up Christmas morning all together. Love was in the air and an excitement about celebrating Christmas.

This year….blah. Blah, blah, blah. There isn’t a single decoration out of the box much less set out. We still need to get a tree. I still need to go shopping for the kids and Ronnie. I have gotten everything for the rest of the family since I have to mail it on Saturday, but not for those in my house.

Where is my Christmas spirit? Do you think I could find it at the mall? Maybe next time I work at Target I can pick some up. If you find any lying around could you please drop it off to me? I need some. Actually my family needs me to get some. I can always meet you somewhere to pick it up. Thanks in advance.