Ashley the Grinch
I am sure that almost everyone can attest to how different I am with my husband. For one thing, my friends call me Ashley the Grinch. It was because I had a penchant for moping around when the holidays came in. I was not a big fan of shopping during the rush so I shopped at all year round for the people I wanted to give anything to. I would buy them and then store them in my closet.
But ever since Mike came into my life, the holidays had to take a different hue. He was in love with the holidays. He embraced it with all the flair his inner child could attest. I really couldn’t blame him since he did have a home where they decorated a tree and gave each other presents on Christmas morning.
He wanted our home to be as warm as his was in his youth. So during our first holiday together, I was subjected to a number of traditional Yuletide traditions that I would have otherwise detested.
The hardest part for me was the tree. Oddly enough having Mike tell me stories about how he used to make ornaments for their tree when he was little made decorating less of a chore. Then he put up an angel that he made himself. I was almost sure that in the years to come that angel would always be there.
New Year’s Eve was a blast as well. For one thing, I had started the year with the man I would spend all my years with.
This actually made me feel sad that it was the end of the holidays. Oh well…there is always next year.
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