I grew up an only child. All of our holidays were just the three of us, we never traveled anywhere. And I remember them fondly. We had our simple traditions, like going to the same restaurant every year on Christmas Eve. The traditions weren't excessive but they were nice and our thing. I think sometimes there's this expectation that holidays have to be a certain way to be "perfect" but personally I cherish the holiday time spent with my family, whether it's the three of us (we have an only) or with other relatives (my parents or my H's family). |