In just over a week, I will be spending another weekend with my family, celebrating yet another Christmas. Most likely, I’ll have to be woken up after a good sleep by one of my brothers so the family can stop waiting to open the presents. We’ll have a nice little brunch, a tradition of ours, with my grandparents and then the rest of the day will be simply taking it easy.
Over the years, I’ve become a lot more relaxed about the holiday. However, when I was a kid, I was the most excited one in my family. I would barely sleep out of excitement to be tearing into presents first thing in the morning, and I would wake my brothers up at odd hours in the morning (if I’m going to be honest, if I didn’t sleep I kept at least one of them up with me, I’m just so nice like that) and we would just stay up playing board games or making puzzles.
However, a story that still goes around my family happened to me for a few years in a row. Sure, there are some people that get excited about Christmas but I’m pretty sure that I had everyone in my family beat. I would have a Christmas list ready the day after my birthday in July and as of the first of December, I would be on top of a Christmas countdown by the day. However, the icing on the cake would be Christmas day itself.
See, during that time I had this really bad habit of getting myself worked up beyond belief. I would be shaking with anticipation when my parents would walk into the living room, and I would literally leap across the room to tear into the presents I received. However, all of the build up would lead to a terrible tradition: I would get myself so worked up that I would actually puke from it.
I still maintain the actual cause was a combination of the feel and distinct odor of the wrapping paper, but looking back the excitement probably had contributed to it at least a little bit.
According to my dad, this little tradition happened from roughly the age of four to about 11. I can only say that I appreciate my parents that much more for putting up with my getting sick year after year. While it was terrible at the time, I think I can look back now at the hilarity that really ensued and how truly blessed I am to have the family that I do. Have a merry Christmas everyone, and may you make joyous memories like I did this year.
Andrew is a staff writer for the Greene County Daily World. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org or 812-847-4487.