Perhaps you and your family have special traditions?
Are you making new traditions starting this year?
2006-12-04 05:45:56 · 10 answers · asked by lookn2cjc 6 in Society & Culture ➔ Religion & Spirituality
When I lived in another state from my family and was "alone" on christmas my best friend, sheryl, and I would just go out to the bar and celebrate with all the other "lonely" people--it had a kind of magick to it that is impossible to describe, as we all became a family for that one night
2006-12-04 05:52:41 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 1⤋
My grandparents were Mennonites. We would drive to their house in eastern Pennsylvania every Christmas eve. I'd see cousins that I hardly ever saw. We'd have a big dinner and I always asked to light the candles. My grandmother was a wonderful cook! There was always a special favor for the kids on our plates. We sang "Happy Birthday" before the meal and my grandfather would say a special prayer. After the ladies and girls finished cleaning up we would make the trip to Quakertown. In Quakertown, the entire town had paper bags with sand in the bottom and candles in them. The bags lines the driveways, rooftops, porches---everywhere! It was beautiful! We would walk the streets together and look at the lights. It was my favorite part. I loved the candles. When we returned to the house, we would go to the rec room and play our instruments (piano, clarinet, flute) and sing. We weren't necessarily very good but we had fun.
2006-12-04 16:10:40 · answer #2 · answered by Witchy 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Our church has a Christmas cantata The Sunday evening before Christmas. It aways stirs something deep within me. The do the whole cantata in candlelight, costumes and choir robes. The music is so lovely and of course most of the songs you probably know by heart so you can sing with them. The Alleluia Chorus finishes it off on a high note. I can't wait to go this year.
2006-12-04 13:59:33 · answer #3 · answered by GPHS 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋
The cookies and milk. My parents always helped us kids make Christmas cookies so that we could leave them out for Santa. We'd leave out some carrots too (in case the reindeer got hungry, of course). We left a note telling Santa that he could have some milk from the fridge (we didn't want to leave it out to get warm).
Every Christmas, the kids would wake up to find the cookies gone and the carrots half gnawed away. We would find a glass next to the sink with a note that said "Thank you, and Merry Christmas".
Of course we found out later that my parents would take bites out of the carrots to make it look like the reindeer had snacked. They would eat the cookies and set a glass on the counter. I never told them, but a few years before they told us the truth about Santa, I realized that I recognized my fathers handwriting on the "Santa note".
I never told my siblings.
2006-12-04 13:49:18 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
Christmas has always been anticipated because it is the only time of the year we get to see Uncle Don get toasted and knock over the tree. Not one year passes that he doesn't take a dive on the way to the crapper and do a header that scattered lights, ornaments, branches and presents all over the place. Good times. Sadly, Uncle Don, was digging a new septic system drunk when the holding tank from the old system caved in and he drowned and was buried when the hole caved in. No one was there to see it happen, so he wasn't found for weeks. We will miss him this year.
2006-12-04 14:10:11 · answer #5 · answered by iknowtruthismine 7 · 0⤊ 2⤋
The youth of my church (I am part of the youth) perform a play telling the people what Christmas is actually about. I love performing and preparing for the play it's all SO cool and you forget about presents, you just care about giving the message to the people.
2006-12-04 14:02:08 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
Standing under the mistletoe with Sally Hemmings!
2006-12-04 13:48:07 · answer #7 · answered by Laptop Jesus V. 2.0 2 · 1⤊ 0⤋
the year my dad faked my teetotal grandmother out by cleaning out a whiskey bottle filling it with tea telling grandma the whiskey was to good to waste then taking the bottle from her and " chugging " the entire contents in front of her. goodness what a memory
2006-12-04 13:55:03 · answer #8 · answered by Marvin R 7 · 1⤊ 1⤋
My favorite was when my Christian father got totally smashed on Christmas day and threw me through a sliding glass door because I spilled my milk. Praise Jesus!
2006-12-04 13:51:20 · answer #9 · answered by The Chaos Within 3 · 1⤊ 3⤋
We went on Toronto's CN Tower, it was SO FREAKIN' HIGH!
2006-12-04 14:01:49 · answer #10 · answered by Alterna 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋