• HndsmKansan

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    Dec 19, 2007 10:27 PM GMT

    I'm curious, I've always viewed myself as being pretty lucky. My parents made Christmas a fantastic experience when I was very small and all the time I was growing up, most were good. More recently, some have varied, but still good, depending on the family situation.

    What year(s) were especially good.....or bad? Does one stand out either way and why. What was missing in the "bad" year?

    For me: 1985 was probably the worst Christmas I can remember, my mother had passed away after an illness and I wasn't very old at the time. It was pretty traumatic. 1988 was a real rebound Christmas, one of the best I can remember... but most are good. I really love Christmas and what it means.

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    Dec 20, 2007 1:42 PM GMT
    Our Christmas tradition is a family lunch at the Grandparents house, mum's side, which kind of like a power keg waiting to go off. I don't get along with most of my uncles and the tension of avoiding each other is very thick so it's a few hours of a multiple standoff waiting for the other persons first verbal move so Christmas isn't a good experience for me all together.
    We don't give gifts either and this year is the second one that I have given gifts and I spent $800 already (half of which I spent on myself haha I bought the same hoodie in my picture in two colours!) and haven't finished buying presents. If we're not in the same state as the Grandparents, we'd be at the beach. And afternoon beers with friends is always on the cards.

    The most memorable Christmas though was when I was around 10, I did a science trick where you connect a light bulb to some wire and a battery and it lights up and I had the brilliant idea of putting the wire into a power socket instead. The bulb blew out and I went blind for around 20 seconds icon_idea.gif = icon_cool.gif
  • Alan95823

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    Dec 20, 2007 2:09 PM GMT
    I don't think one Christmas stands out as 'best'.. our family tradition has been that all of us who can gather together for Christmas Eve, have a potluck, and sing Christmas carols. We choose which carol (and which verses) to sing, youngest to oldest. If it's a small gathering that year, sometimes we run through the cycle twice. There's never been any drinking or fighting, just lots of joy and love.. that's just how my family is.

    The worst Christmas is easy. 2003. On 12/5/2003, my stepdad was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. On 12/12/2003 my heater died, and I couldn't get it replaced til January. On 12/14/2003 there was a home invasion homicide 2 doors down, so the street was full of police and reporters for several days. On 12/24/2003 at 11:45pm, my stepdad passed away.
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    Dec 22, 2007 4:48 AM GMT
    Wow, Alan, I'm sorry for your loss so close to Christmas in 2003. Losing someone that close is never easy, especially when it's around the holidays.

    The most memorable Christmas I had was 1994 - my mom has been diagnosed with an inoperable, aggressive brain tumor just before Thanksgiving that year and was told she wouldn't make Christmas. So I went down there (she was in TN and I live in MI) every weekend in December - she made it to Christmas and I spent every minute of it with her. She passed away in April 1995 and I miss her terribly to this day.

    Happy Christmas everyone.
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    Dec 22, 2007 6:09 AM GMT
    The year that my brother-in-law was diagnosed with prostrate cancer right before Thanksgiving. There was nothing that could be done for him. As I am on the west coast and my sister is on the east coast we had weekly phone conferences up until the 19th of December, when my sister asked me to come home to be by her side. We have no other siblings. My brother-in-law was in a hospice by that time and my sister was staying there with him 24 hours a day. I spent most of the days with her and the evenings with my niece and nephew. My brother-in-law reached the point where he was no longer conscious, so it was a waiting game by that point. On the 23rd, my sister really needed a break. She asked me if I would help her shop for a dress for the funeral. We found a very lovely dark purple silk dress and I bought her a gold chocker to go with it. Finally, on Christmas morning after the family had brought their gifts to exchange to the hospice, my brother-in-law let go and died. My sister was convinced that he waited until I was there by her side and then waited until they were all together on Christmas morning, and I cannot say that I would doubt it.
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    Dec 22, 2007 7:54 AM GMT
    My empathy goes out to each of you.

    HndsmKansan, my experience was somewhat like your own. Christmas of 1976 was the last we spent with my mom. She had always made Christmas so special, but that year, she was in the final stages of a terminal form of cancer that had spread to her lypmhatic system. She passed away in January of 1977. Christmas of 1978 was the first one without her, and it was probably the most painful holiday I've experienced. Christmas really hasn't been the same, since.

    Despite the sadness and melancholy many of us may be feeling, this holiday season, I genuinely wish you all authentic joy and peace, this year.