Xmas Celebration 2013

THIS IS A TRANSLATED VERSION OF THIS SWEDISH POST!

I usually choose to not be at home in Sweden to celebrate christmas with my family, but this year I had to bite the bullet and stay home. It actually felt ok too, and spend time with your family is never wrong either.

Why I don’t want to be home for christmas?

I don’t know exactly when it started or why, but I’m not too into traditions or holidays. Being a child from a broken home I remember christmas, among all holidays, with an inch of huge stress and a spoon of guilty conscience, because one of the parents were always going to miss out, and in my case it was usually my dad, who got the shortest straw, which in turn meant anxiety for us children.

To make a long story somewhat shorter I’ve made sure I’m always working during whatever holiday, so the few times I’ve had time off I’ve had nothing to do, because all of my friends have forgotten about me and think I’m working, so they don’t send invitations to party anymore.

No, no, no need to feel sorry for myself. The loner in me don’t mind at all!

This year I had to stay home, because my economic situation don’t really like me anymore, and because you simply don’t know how long your family is going to be intact. And tada! Here are the evidence of me staying home for christmas:

My lovely nieces and nephews at Terje & Anna’s home, where we celebrated Christmas day 1 (and that is the day before Christmas Eve!)

Nils wants to help… so bad!

Christmas table x3; home of Terje & family, home of dad & bonus mum, home of Lola & family

And now let’s start day 2 in Christmas celebration; Christmas Eve. I might add here that in Sweden the real Christmas is on Christmas Eve and not on Christmas Day. I have no idea why we celebrate on a different day than the rest of the world, but that’s the case.

This year I started out celebrating with my dad and my bonus mum and my brothers and their families.