Our first Christmas together was a humbling experience. Money was not in abundance so it would be a simple Christmas for us. We had decided that we needed a tree to get into the holiday mood. The tree was a small plastic tree that sat on our end table. I bought a small box of decorations and did my best to dress up the small plastic tree. It certainly was not the big pine I was use to but it was ours. It was our opportunity to start new traditions and establish what Christmas would be for our family.
We had decided that our presents need not be big or major. We were both happy to be in each others arms. We would be spending the 24th with my family. we have traditions in my family beginning with getting up early to make tamales. Usually about 100 of each chicken and beef and about 50 sweet ones. It is a whole day event that's messy and tiring and fun. We arrived at my parents home and I was immediately put to work. I invited him to come and learn. After about 10 mins he was asked to leave so that we could continue our smooth operation we had developed that he was impeding.
That night we went home with a car load a gifts. Most were for the child that was yet to join us. My parents had given us gift cards for the essentials of gasoline and groceries. We were very grateful. We went to sleep and awoke the next day to see what Santa had brought for us. There was a small box for me. I opened it slowly. It was a necklace. Something simple with a heart shaped pendant. He opened his box. It was a sweater and a tie. Nothing extravagant but they were gifts from the heart.
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