It’s the most wonderful time of the year – 12 Days of Outfits Day 9
Who else agrees with me that it’s the most wonderful time of the year? I love how Christmas brings people close together, it is a time of happiness, and for me, it is the day on which I reflect on how my year has gone.
For some people though, Christmas is a time of hardship, loneliness and sadness.
Some families have lost children, some children have lost parents, people have lost friends and loved ones. Be mindful, and check up on your friends and families who struggle at Christmas time. Let them know that you are there for them.
I hope that despite this, everyone is still able to enjoy some aspects of Christmas – whether it’s the food, the togetherness, the music, the festivity.
I’ve had some loss in my family, and there are sometimes at Christmas when I think back to when I was little and how much I loved it when my Nana or Pop came to Christmas at my Oma and Opa’s place. There have been times when I’ve thought about the ‘what ifs’. Like, what if things were the way they used to be – that time of my childhood where I didn’t have to worry about a thing. That time when we all got along.
I think it’s the loss of childhood that gets to me.
I had such an amazing upbringing and childhood. At times, I reflect on it and think that I wish I could go back to being seven or eight years old. Having that endless, boundless energy that I seem to lack now would be amazing.
I remember going on holiday on Boxing Day. One time I made my brother and sister listen to Spice Girls the whole 3-hour drive to Opoutere. The reason for that was that I had received that tape for Christmas (yes, this was back in the day of cassette tapes). The drive was beautiful, sometimes we’d be driving through the clouds.
Spending the Christmas holidays at a bach (small holiday home) was the best.
We’d have a little bonfire on the beach and cook sausages and roast marshmallows. We’d kayak in the creek (standing up, so I believe we were the first paddle boarders). There was a massive tree that we would climb. We could spend hours just playing.
Mum and dad would get us to run down to the campground shop and buy a chocolate bar each every day. They always wanted a Crunchie bar. I can’t remember what I got.
It felt like we spent every Christmas holiday at Opoutere, but I think it was only 3 or 4 holidays. It’s something that has really stuck in my mind though!
And, instead of a 12 days of outfits post, this has ended up a reminiscing post. So, here is my outfit of the day:
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What is one of your favourite memories from when you were a kid?