When I was a little girl, my parents always made very special Christmas's for us. As an adult, my memories of those times have encouraged me to celebrate the holidays not just as the one day for Christmas, but as an entire season. Sometimes these urges push me, and those around me, to a level of expectation that can be a bit stressful at times. When my son Nick was a young teenager, I realized that somehow I had given him the wrong message about the meaning of Christmas. At the time, I wrote a fictionalized story of about those feelings. I posted the story on this web site this Christmas. You can find it here. Even though I had recognized the 'craziness', I didn't change much. In 1999, Herbert and his daughter Natacha flew to Minnesota to celebrate Christmas with me and Nick. Both Herbert and Natacha were overwhelmed with the number of gifts that were under the tree. I tried to explain to them that in my family, opening gifts always took hours. If a gift could be separated into pieces, we wrapped each piece separately. In 2000, Herbert's son Yves came with Herbert and Natacha for Christmas in Minnesota. Natacha had filled him in on my gift 'thing' and he came prepared with many wrapped packages in his suitcases. The five of us packed gifts under the tree and laughed when the overflow of gifts had to be placed not only under the grand piano that I had, but on top of it as well. 2001 was my first Christmas in Oberwil. That year, as I unpacked the Christmas decorations that I had shipped from the US, Herbert's mom Frieda quietly watched me. When I brought my Christmas china down from the attic, she just shook her head. But, when Natacha and I decorated the tree that year, Herbert's mom cried. I thought we had gone a little too far. Then Herbert explained that she was happy and had said that it was the first time in many years that there was a Christmas tree in this house. We now have the tradition of having Christmas dinner at our house with the kids, Herbert's parents, his brother's family and our friend René. I have come to be known as the one that's a little crazy about Christmas. I accept this because I think that even though everyone jokes, they also enjoy it. This year was my fifth Christmas with Herbert. We decided that we would do our best to take it easy on the gift giving and we did. I also did less baking that I usually do. We relaxed and enjoyed the season with family and friends, which is, I think, the way it's supposed to be. The following photos are a view of our Christmas this year in Oberwil. |
The resolution of all photos has been reduced to help speed up the time it takes for them to appear on your screen. If you would like the original of any photo, just send me an email with the title of the page and the number(s) of the photo.
(click on any photo to see a larger image) |
Um lange Wartezeiten beim Bildaufbau zu vermeiden wurde die Auflösung der Fotos reduziert. Sollte jemand von euch an einem Originalfoto interessiert sein, so sendet bitte eine Email mit dem Titel der Seite und der Bildnummer an mich.
(um zu Vergrössern bitte Bilder anklicken) |