I grew up in a family that did not (and does not) keep CHristmas. As far as I was concerned, December 25 was just another Summer day. It still surprises me when I see how much emphasis people put on this day.
Though the "best" Christmas I have had would probably be two years ago, when i was able to get time off work (no mean feat in retail) and travel up to my auntie's 500 acre farm on the North Coast. My aunt does keep Christmas. My cousin and I walked the property, looking for a suitable tree to cut down. We found one about 35 minutes from the house. We cut it down and walked back, dragging and carrying it along. It was great fun.
QUOTE(iaapac)
My best Christmas was that of 1993, a time when my wife was dying of cancer. She was not able to go out and shop and so we agreed that we would not exchange gifts, rather, we would consider our time together as a gift. We sat in front of the fireplace and drank hot chocolate. She smiled and said, "I never thought I'd see this. I'm so thankful." So was I. We relaxed and talked about the things that really matter. Things like life and living, learning and feeling, being and letting others be. The most beautiful things were those that we didn't need to say.
She died the following May. I have never had a better Christmas before or after.
That's beautiful man. Inspiring.