BRANCHES December 2015
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christmas family traditions<br />
by Nicole Lucas and Barbie Sumner, sisters<br />
The Lucas Family<br />
The Czura Family<br />
The Sumner Family<br />
Christmas is the most wonderful time<br />
of the year; somehow mom and dad<br />
made sure we knew it. The season<br />
began after thanksgiving with the<br />
ceremonious decorating of the<br />
Christmas tree. We used the same<br />
5’ tree every year, the same passed<br />
down ornaments we made in grade school, the same wooden<br />
stars that mom bought in a flower shop in Germany. We laughed<br />
at our clothespin reindeers and glittered self-portraits, poking fun<br />
is one thing we sisters did best. The Beach Boys and Alvin and<br />
the Chipmunks played on loop until the whole house was covered<br />
in our version of Christmas joy. Mom had a handmade advent<br />
calendar that was stuffed with three chocolate kisses for each day,<br />
one for each of us. On <strong>December</strong> 5, we each would put one boot<br />
on the front porch for St Nicholas’ visit. If we had been good,<br />
we got candy and gifts in our boot! The house would smell like<br />
cookies, the three of us would help mom make a ton of different<br />
kinds in different shapes. We would give them to neighbors,<br />
teachers, friends, and even Santa Claus! We went to church on<br />
Christmas Eve; watched where Santa was on the evening news.<br />
We put out cookies and milk for Santa, with a couple of carrots<br />
for Rudolph. Then my sisters and I would all sleep in the same<br />
bed that night; giggling, singing carols, and talking until dad<br />
had enough. Our family was always quite close. Yet there was<br />
something about Christmas that made us even closer.<br />
At the Lucas home, we have traditions, too, that are starting to<br />
emerge. Although we cut down our own tree at a Christmas<br />
tree farm, we too do it the day after Thanksgiving. Some of my<br />
childhood ornaments are on our tree now. And even though<br />
we have homemade ornaments, each of our four kids choose a<br />
new ornament to add to the tree every year. We celebrate St.<br />
Nicholas day too, and anyone who knows me will tell you I love<br />
to bake! We have two little mischievous elves that Santa sends<br />
to ensure good behavior at the Lucas house. We have Friday<br />
family movie nights in <strong>December</strong>, where we all watch a Christmas<br />
movie together. We have a Jesse tree that goes through the<br />
Bible, relating it to the season, each<br />
story has an ornament we place on<br />
the tree together. We go to church<br />
on Christmas Eve, and we always<br />
have homemade cookies for Santa.<br />
At the Sumner home, we were<br />
blessed with our son Joshua a little over a year ago. It’s been<br />
fun to dream about what traditions we would carry on when we<br />
started a family. We are just now starting to carry those out. Each<br />
year just after Thanksgiving, we pack up the family and drive to<br />
a Christmas tree farm to pick out our very own Christmas tree.<br />
It was something special that Jonathan always did growing up.<br />
Each year we purchase an ornament to go on that tree that<br />
symbolizes a special moment that happened during the year.<br />
We always attend service on Christmas Eve. After, we cuddle up<br />
and watch the best Christmas Movie of all time—“Home Alone.”<br />
We are looking forward to new traditions that we plan to start by<br />
baking Christmas cookies for Santa and celebrating the season<br />
with mom’s German Advent Windmill. Most of all, I’m looking<br />
forward to reading “Twas the Night Before Christmas” to Joshua<br />
for his second year.<br />
It’s funny how a tradition is. How a smell of a cookie or a glimpse<br />
of a wooden star ornament could recreate a memory. Our mom<br />
passed away this year. Normally those things wouldn’t have<br />
stood out as much. It isn’t the tradition that really matters; it isn’t<br />
whether you have an elf on the shelf or you bake cookies. It’s<br />
about the feeling behind it, the love you feel from those moments.<br />
For our family, we won’t get to do those special traditions with<br />
our mom. Those memories that we still laugh about, we now<br />
adore as treasures we won’t experience again this side of heaven.<br />
We feel this awesome responsibility to pass them down to our<br />
children, so they will always remember how much they are loved,<br />
just by seeing a wooden Christmas tree ornament. After all, isn’t<br />
that the same way we feel when we see the cross? Christmas is<br />
about showing each other how much you are loved, because our<br />
Father loves us.