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Christmas Traditions Altered

Since I’ve been married my Christmases have been much different. We do the whole American way… we’ll I think it’s the American way because I’ve never done it thia way before.

My Korean American upbringing during Christmas was much different. My parents would always throw a huge party at our house and while the adults karaoke’d all night, the kids were off playing. We didn’t really exchange Christmas gifts. My parents bought gifts, wrapped it and put it under the tree for church people, friends, service people, and others. As for me (I am the only child), my mom would ask what I want and we’d go to the mall or wherever the item was being sold. This was basically my entire life. Being the only child, I never appreciated Christmas because I got what I wanted most of the time. Of course times have changed and I look forward to getting gifts during Christmas, especially since Bear has a huge family.

Lucky me, I got in early where one (or two) Christmas(es) I got a gift from each of the sibling and parent. It was a lot. Now we do Secret Santa, limit of $100 and we exchange it Christmas morning.

The only thing I hate about this new tradition is that I HATE opening gifts in front of people. Whether it be birthday, random, valentine, anniversary, Christmas… I hate it. I don’t like it when people watch me open it because they are going to see my reaction. What if I have the look of dissatisfaction? I’d be mortified! Being an only child, you’d think I’d like the attention on me but I kind of get a little weirded out.

Tomorrow morning we’re woken up and we all come down the stairs while the dad takes photos. I get shy but all of it’s really cute because it reminds me of how I look at Tyler, still a little child. Obvi, he is more than we are but parents will always be parents and we’re still children.

I hope all of you have an extraordinary holiday with loved ones!

Tyler is not with us this year again but he will be next year!

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