What Christmas means depends on what age you are. When I was a child, it was very important. My parents, my grandmother, me and my sister were all there on the Christmas Eve. Presents and the Santa Claus was part of it. Everything then was a mystery. But as the older I got, the less important it was. Our family decreased and the whole holiday became just like another day. Even though it’s not quite like that since I’ll be going abroad this year too.
I still think Christmas is time to relax. I like the whole spirit of it. But I think it’s more of a family with kids celebration. When I get old, I don’t think I’ll celebrate it. I’m just gonna enjoy the silence when the neighbours are away. At least I hope they will. Unless I move to the country where they’re miles away. I don’t think loneliness will be a problem. I always find something to do. Of course, I hope there will be someone to celebrate it with but if not, that’s alright too.
I’m not that into Christmas food. First of all, the only thing I ate when I was younger was ham, different fishes, rutabaga casserole and Finnish beetroot salad. The other thing is, I’m too lazy to do any of these foods. Doing all this alone is too much work. Store bought doesn’t taste that good. I’m picky about food and that goes with the Christmas dishes too. Unless it’s chocolate. Then it’s more than welcome. No matter what I age I become, that will never change.
Living in Finland means snow in the winter. In the south there’s not much of that anymore. It melts which is the saddest thing. Some people find snow cold and depressive but I love it. If there’s no snow, I won’t call it winter. This winter we already had some but it rained away. You can’t ski on it but it’s still white. It’s darker without it. At this moment there is some snow but it’s gets dark so soon so I haven’t had time to take new photos of it. It will probably melt again soon. The weather in Finland can be unpredictable. One day there’s rain and the next some sun.
Every Christmas there’s a question, will there be a white Christmas? If you want snow, it’s guaranteed you get that in the Northern Finland. The higher you get, the better there’s a lot of it. I won’t be home at Christmas so it doesn’t really matter if there’s snow or not. Snow is always welcome no matter where I’m going. It’s refreshing to see it during December though. Especially when it’s dark outside. Otherwise it would be grey and dull. I don’t understand those who complain about the cold. Have they never heard of jumpers and winter boots? That’s what makes it so unique to live in a climate with different seasons. There’s not a dull moment. Having snow is even better. Putting layers of clothes on is like wrapping presents. Love yourself and that also goes for covering yourself with clothes to keep warm. So let it snow. Kids love it so why not adults too.
When you’re a child you have these dreams about what you want to be when you grow up. Maybe some does make those dreams come true. Someone wants to become a doctor or a police man. They already know what they want to be at a very young age. Others only have dreams what they want to become but when they get older, they got other interests.
I’ve had dreams what kind a job I wanted to do. When I was 6 I wanted to become a baker. I helped mother in the kitchen. We made gingerbread at Christmas. Then there were times when we made buns or cookies. Just baking in general was fun. But when I got older, it wasn’t much fun anymore. Not to mention early mornings. I’m definitely not a morning person. Bakers needs to get up early and baking in general is too much work. Baking once in a while is nice but to do it as a living is not.
Once I had a small thought about owning a candy store. Eat candy all day. But it’s nothing like that. You are supposed to sell them to other people, not eat them yourself 😀 That was just a thought. But a nice one. I don’t think there are many candy stores anymore. At least not here. People rather buy candy from grocery stores and other stores.
When I became a teenager, I wanted to become a singer. We used to sing at home a lot when I was a child. I thought I was good. When I listened to old tapes, I realised I didn’t. At least not as good as a singer should be. I’ve always sing along to tunes but that’s as far it goes. I’m not that much into performing either. Even though I’ve been on stage in school plays and such.
When it comes today, I still don’t know what I want to be. But that’s another story for another day.