The Big Question

The Big Question #3: Your Favorite Christmas Tradition

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For most people, ‘tis the season to be jolly. For others, it’s not the happiest of seasons, when the loss of family or friends, or separation from them, might cause depression to set in.

I hope that doesn’t describe you.

For me, the holiday season is brighter because it means I get to spend some quality time with my best friend and his family. Every December, we have an “early” Christmas together at his home in Tampa.

He and I met back in college, then went on to work together at the same station for more than 10 years, and for roughly three of those years before he got married, we were even roommates.

Needless to say, we know each other very well. And for reasons I’ve never been fully able to grasp, he still claims me, along with his entire family!

Our annual visits are a must for me, especially considering that there was once a time when we nearly saw each other 24/7. Dropping from daily to yearly time together is still not an easy adjustment, but ours is the kind of friendship in which we get together and it’s as if we had just seen each other the other day.

Our annual vacation together is one of my favorite Christmas traditions, and that brings me to this week’s edition, as you may have guessed, of The Big Question:

Describe your favorite Christmas tradition and why it means so much to you.

You can answer here, or create a blog post on the topic on your own blog, then leave a link to that post in a comment here. I’m looking forward to reading about what makes Christmastime special for you each year!

2 Comments

  1. Watching old Disney cartoons, such as the one where Mickey and Pluto go up to the cabin amid all the snow… Those cartoons just have a place in my heart, seeing those animated cozy cottages with the wisps of smoke coming out of the chimneys, and all that snow, and the fireplaces… It makes me happy.

  2. I don’t know if we have any family Christmas traditions except getting the whole family together and watching the kids open their presents. When my brother married and had kids I always drove my parents up to my brother’s house for Christmas and now that they have passed away I drive to one of his kid’s houses for Christmas. This year we are going to my niece’s house in New Jersey.

    One Christmas that I remember from my youth was when the neighbor kids and I were trying to kill time while our parents were together partying on Christmas Eve. It was snowing lightly and we decided to go walking in the woods that were all around the neighborhood. One of the kids had a box of road flares so we thought it would be cool to use them for light. So here we were four noisy kids walking in the woods but something happen and we all started to walk silently through the woods. The snow was falling, the trees were covered in snow and all you could hear was the crunching of our footsteps in snow and the soft hiss of the flares, our world was lit up with the red light from the flares. It was kind of spiritual.

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Patrick is a Christian with more than 29 years experience in professional writing, producing and marketing. His professional background also includes social media, reporting for broadcast television and the web, directing, videography and photography. He enjoys getting to know people over coffee and spending time with his dog.