December is that time of the year when memories are made, fond memories that will make everyone smile when they look back on it. Some years will always be more memorable than others, and no matter how much we try to recreate it, it just might never get back to that peak that we loved again. It might get close, but just never hit the mark.
So, just like everyone else, I have memories of the holidays that I look back on with fondness. Memories that I wish with all sincerity can be recreated. But then, thanks to the situation of the country, things and things keep on happening and we find it hard to just do as we would like.
For me, my fondest Christmas memory is not from my childhood. I have one that fits the bill, right down to the tee. But I have another one that’s more recent. And that was two Christmas ago, so the December of 2021, I think. That was the last Christmas I did in Lagos.
You see, I spent it with my family and it was an enjoyable moment. It was full of fun and laughter because everyone was present. My brother and his wife and kids, my sister and her wife and kids. Everyone was available, and it was just one fun thing to another as we enjoyed the season together.
Back then, I also had a bit of money, so I was able to enjoy the season as I wanted. I was already working and earning a little, but since I was living with my family, my spending was minimal. So, I went all out in embracing the Christmas spirit. I tried to be the rich uncle who was going to spoil my nephew and nieces with money; I tried, but I didn't quite get to that point... yet. Hehe!
And the thing about us is that, when everyone is around, the house can never be quiet. Someone is always talking, and our voices can be pretty loud, especially the children. But my Mom enjoyed every bit of it. This was because it was that one time of the year when we all would be gathered at the same time. other times, it was hard getting us all at the same time.
So, it’s always fun when the entire family is back under one roof. Since then, I’ve not spent Christmas with them. In 2022, I returned to Owerri and I spent Christmas alone. Not because of anything, just that I wanted to be alone. That was my first time spending the season alone and I wanted to see how it would go for me. I actually enjoyed it, but that could just be my introvert self speaking.
Anyway, it’s going to be a different story this year. I know I can’t go to Lagos, so I’ll be going to my village to spend some fews. LOl!! There I’ll be with extended family, my favorite aunt, and many of the friends I made during the pandemic when I was there.
Since this year, I’ve not really visited my village, and considering how it’s in the same state as I am, that’s sad. Which is why I’m making up for it by choosing to spend what is left of the season in the village.
At the moment, so many things are happening. In my personal life, in the economy, and in the world at large… many of these are contributing factors to why that favorite memory of mine can’t be recreated. However, as time passes, I sure hope that the coming years will be more merciful. I hope that by the next holidays, every one of us will be under one roof enjoying the joys of the season together.
