It's not to say its lost its magic, but Christmas is no longer about the "I" but more about the "we". There is less of a focus on all the gifts I want, and more of a focus that these are probably the last years we will all be together before they move away and start families of their own.
The problem with having older parents is that you start dealing with issues of their mortality pretty early in your life. Whether or not they remember things with the amount of detail you do, or if they understand what is happening in the world. Sometimes building that bridge between cultures can be a struggle within itself. But it doesn't mean that they aren't appreciated or a big part of your current life.
I don't expect to wake up on Christmas morning or eve with a stack of presents. One will be too many in my opinion, like I said the focus changes the older you get. Instead of making list of things that I want, I ask my parents and older siblings what they want and need. Taking care of others is really just as satisfying if not more than being taken care of.
So when I go home for the holidays, and see the hustle and bustle and lights of the city. The magic will still be there. But I will be creating it for others. I understand what the season of giving really is. And boy, its wonderful.
xoxo
Cielo
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