Over the last few years, I’ve spent more time being a Christmas orphan than with my parents on Christmas Day. I choose to be an orphan not because I don’t get along with my parents, I love them dearly, it’s just that growing up an only kid, in a small family, Christmas Day is never anything special.
I like to do something different every Christmas so in the last few years, there’s been a Christmas with S and her extended family (which is HUGE) in Auckland, a Christmas in London as the snow fell down outside, Christmas in Perth spent at the beach, another Auckland summer Christmas but with my other best friend K and her Russian family and then a night with friends. But this year, I didn’t really think it through.
I thought, “Hey I’m in Melbourne, something will come up”. And then as it got closer to the day, I thought I’d use the day as time to myself. I had a big sleep in, did some washing and sent off a few messages to loved ones. But then the sadness came out of nowhere.
I thought about what an amazing Christmas I had last year and this year didn’t even compare. I chose to move to Melbourne in November so I could do something different this Christmas and New Years but for a second there, I really regretted the timing of it all.
I snapped out of it pretty quickly though. I googled the highest point near the coast, packed a massive beach bag and a journal and went for a drive. Being new to the city with zero data left on my phone, I went for a drive with no destination and no GPS. And you know what? It felt incredible just driving around unfamiliar streets with nowhere to be and no time limit.
By the time I got home, my housemates were home, along with their extended family and Christmas 2014 turned out to be one of the most memorable ones to date.
I’d love to know, what did everyone do for Christmas this year?