Last Christmas

30th December 2011

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Last Christmas

Though today (technically yesterday) was December 29th, I’ll always treasure it as a great Christmas. My relatives that I haven’t seen in at least 4 years, along with my immediate family, gathered at my grandparents’ house to celebrate Christmas late since this was the only date that we were all available. In all honesty, we didn’t do anything particularly amazing: we ate dinner, opened presents, and caught up while watching the basketball game. For me, though, it was all pretty special. The meal brought me back to the old days, when I’d try to eat as much as my older cousins did (though I never could) and crack little jokes and make silly faces while the adults were trying to talk. The gift opening reminded me of the Christmas when my grandparents got all of my cousins and I Gameboy Colors, along with Pokemon games, and we could barely wait for everyone to finish opening their gifts because we were so eager to start playing. Watching the basketball game together made me nostalgic of the days when I stayed up late with my cousins to watch cartoons while eating ice cream, despite our parents constantly telling us to go to bed. Yes, it’s all kinda corny, but these are the moments that will be forever imprinted in my mind. The reason that I call it the “Last” Christmas is that I know it’ll probably never be like this again. With me going off to college, my uncle and aunt (along with my younger cousins) moving to Arizona, one cousin studying at her Christian college while frequently doing missionary work, another being occupied with his girlfriend and career, and my grandparents succumbing to the infirmities of age, I can’t see a time when we’ll be able to gather like this again. I know I know, “appreciate the time you had together,” and believe me, I do. It’s just that I am reluctant and perhaps even a little scared of the change that time has brought.

I don’t want to grow up.

Stream of consciousness.

Last Christmas