One of my favorite things about the holidays is celebrating old traditions. Baking cookies, sledding, going to the Nutcracker, and ice skating are just a few items many families check off their list. In my family, our Christmas Eve celebration is our most cherished event.
Since I can remember, my aunts, uncles, cousins, parents, sister, and grandparents have gathered to drink margaritas, eat tamales, sing songs, and when we were younger, put on Christmas pageants. When we turned into teenagers, the plays passed as did the caroling. Some 20 years later, our family has grown as we have welcomed seven great-grandchildren into the brood. Sadly, we lost the matriarch of our family just a week before Christmas and it was the first year where my sweet lil grandma was not with us. While we missed her beyond belief, the wee ones kept the focus on the future and helped to make the celebrations a little brighter. And, for the first time in years, the youngsters put on a show and soaked up the limelight. It was a changing of the guard and for the first time in my life, I realized I was now in The Middle Place.