Traditions for my family around the holidays are very dysfunctional, but that's just who we are. Very rarely do we gather with our extended family around the holidays because they all live in a far off place called New York City. To me relatives are those people you see maybe twice a year and it's always a big deal. And it's usually a lot of fun, at least from my P.O.V. But my big Italian New York family has a lot of problems. As of now one of my aunts isn't speaking to my mother and that saddens me. Getting back to my point my immediate family has always chosen christmas to be just us four. Mother, Father, Daughter, Brother and Dog (so i guess the 6 of us).
Every Christmas Eve we dress up and go to a fancy Italian restaurant to stuff our faces with deliciously creamy Italian food (since my mom doesn't really like to cook). Then on the way home we drive around and look at the beautiful christmas lights. After that we go home and open one present each. It is always new pajamas from my mother so we can arrive in the living room the next morning in style. Once we finally get tired enough we all go to sleep. The way we structured the excitement Christmas morning was by establishing an order and going around and opening a present one by one. Just the four of us. Then once christmas has settled down, and we have tested out all of our new gifts, we all go see the hottest new movie in theaters.
Are these traditions picture perfect like in the movies? Do we have a big feast with dozens of loud family members? No. But these were my family's traditions. And I will always look back at them with the fondest warmth in my heart.
Maybe one day I will have an even bigger family and Christmas will have new traditions.
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