For a number of years, 10 to be exact, I did not spend Christmas with my family. It was not a big deal - the first year I moved to Ottawa, it was a late in year posting and I did not have the money to fly home. It felt like the best Christmas ever. Unlike what most would expect, spending Christmas alone, far from any family was not sad, did not trigger the blues. Instead it energized me.
Now, I spend Christmas with family again - the last 4 years have been with either my family or my husbands family. While they have not been bad, they have not been great. I have gone from decorating the house and being "christmasy" starting in earlier Dec to this year wondering if I can get away with no decorations or tree.
It may still be some ppd hanging on, but I don't think so. It is different. PPD felt like I was outside myself and was dark. I am not dark anymore, but I just don't enjoy Christmas like I did for that decade. Now I feel like there are too many people to be accommodated and no one ends up enjoying the day. There is the work of a big meal, the socializing regardless if you want to or not.
Perhaps it is just the natural change process we all go through in life where our likes and dislikes change over time. Perhaps it is the feeling like it is not for me anymore, that rather it is just one more thing in my life that is for other people. What ever it is, I feel bad for my husband since I was definitely different about Christmas when he met me.
Broccoli and Cheddar-less soup!
9 years ago