the holidays 2015

I’m going to preface this post with stating this: I am jew. I grew up jewish, I never had a christmas tree, I never wanted a christmas tree. I embraced my “uniqueness” as a child, pseudo bragging to others that I celebrated hanukkah and santa claus didn’t come to my house. I liked being different.

and then I met my eventual husband. who, is not a jew. who, celebrates christmas with his GIGANTIC family. and at the age of 23 – I celebrated my first christmas ever with him.

8 years later, this time of year brings, like most families, everyone together. lots of food, lots of drinks, lots of laughter, lots of gifts for children. we have our own traditions: christmas eve at the auntie’s house a few hours away, and christmas morning at my brother and sister-in-laws. my husband and I have created our own way to celebrate, with a “holiday branch” (re: manzanita tree), where we exchange an ornament that symbolizes a favorite moment from the past year. it’s not hanukkah. it’s not christmas. it’s just us; a reflection on another year spent together. I’ve learned that this holiday doesn’t have to be about santa claus or the tree- it’s about the predictability that we know we will see family, and spend quality time together. and I can definitely get on board with that.