As a kid, Christmas was a big deal. We did the whole decorating thing, giving out Christmas cards and hanging the ones we received on a line. It was always fun to see who had sent us cards and who hadn’t. I loved reading the cards and it developed my love for slightly offbeat not safe for work cards.
Although my parents made a fuss, none of the Christmas holidays I had a child particularly stuck out. Sure there were the fun adventurous ones where we travelled to different parts of the country. Visiting Yankari Game Reserve several times, clearly remember swimming in the warm springs as well as the baboons stealing any food left unwatched. I developed my love for hotels and travel thanks to those trips.
We also had the holidays where we stayed at home and visited my grandparents over the holiday period. Hosted guests as well with the expected servings of rice, chicken and chin-chin (which my siblings and I gorged ourselves on). Despite a reasonable number of perfectly lovely experiences to choose from, none stands out except the Christmas of 1999.
The Christmas 1999
It was in my second year of university and everything in my life was objectively perfect. I was the perfect weight (a story for another time) my skin was glowing and I was generally feeling myself. To cap it off, on TV the Hallmark channel had a brand new holiday movie scheduled for Christmas day.
The movie was ‘A Christmas Carol.
You may be wondering a Christmas movie on the Hallmark channel? So what there are hundreds of them each year.
True, but this one had Patrick Stewart AKA Captain Jon Luc Picard of the USS Enterprise playing Mr Scrooge.
I have a slight obsession with the captain and have watched all episodes of Star Trek Next Generation. So even now when I think about him in the red suit my heart skips a beat.
So I have the TV movie of my dreams and the man of my dreams playing the protagonist, what else could make it better?
On boxing day, December 26th my parents had to travel to my mom’s hometown. So for the first time in our lives, my siblings and I were home alone. No parents, no relatives nothing. There was something magical about being alone with them over the holidays without my parents. It made me ecstatic and I am not quite sure why?
The final thing that was the icing on the cake was, can you guess?
Wait, Wait, Wait
Yep, well-made spicy chicken. My mum made a huge batch of chicken for the holidays and marinated it within an inch of its life. So much so that even the bones were spicy!I ate so much of that chicken, I should have been clucking by the end of the holiday!
To crown this all the movie was everything I wanted and more.
It was heartbreaking, cute and a tad over the top as Hallmark movies tend to be. But for that exact space and time, it was perfection.
So my memories of Christmas 1999 are Patrick Stewart AKA Jon Luc Picard, feeling myself, my siblings and I home an alone and well-spiced chicken.
No memory before or after has come close to making me feel as happy as I did that Christmas. The funny thing is, although my parents were away on their trip nothing crazy happened. We mostly stayed at home to enjoy each other’s company, ate a whole lot and watched TV.
It was essentially a bubble.
When I think back about it, I think I understand why the time was so magical to me
- This was the first time I truly felt like an adult because my parents trusted me enough to leave me alone with my siblings
- I have always been obsessed with movies and like I mentioned I love the Captain. His presence in this movie, cheesy as it may have been was like a present just for me. So I felt kinda superspecial.
- My weight was perfect, it had been a problem for me in the past and I had just finished a 7K training program so I felt really good about myself.
What does this have to do with beauty or skincare, nothing really. I wanted to share a fun personal story about the holidays since it is the season.
Do you have a most memorable Christmas or holiday? What made it so memorable? Let me know in the comments below and have a wonderful holiday.
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