Holiday Transformation

Our Christmas Tree. Every ornament has special meaning. For instance, we bought a house. We LOVE Rhode Island Comiccon, and chips are our favorite snack.

Like so many other things, how we celebrate holidays changes overtime. Elaborate celebrations become incrementally simpler yet more precious. Large gatherings shrink into cozy, intimate groups. It’s a bittersweet process.

We also change in terms of the gifts we give. Gone is the need to demonstrate how we feel by the caliber and expense of the gifts. Instead, we look for gifts with meaning. In both cases, getting a surprised and delighted reaction was the goal. But gradually this becomes more difficult. What do you get for that person who needs nothing and wants little?

The pandemic and years of gift giving set the stage for dramatic changes in how my partner and I exchange gifts. Instead of each one buying for the other, together we buy gifts we both want. Often these were experiences instead of things—a weekend in Rhode Island, a few days at a casino resort. When we went to stores more frequently, we strolled the malls and specialty stores looking for nothing in particular but buying things that made us both smile.

Part of our christmas visit. We may need a special table for this next year.

This year, we declared every package that comes to our door to be a present. At this point, the floor around our tree is covered with boxes, and bags and poster tubes. The funny thing is, by the time the holiday gets here, we both will probably forget what we bought. We’ll be surprised after all.

How do you “holiday”?

Trevann Rogers

Trevann Rogers writes rock star romances, urban fantasy, and LGBT paranormal romances. Her books include the Living After Midnight Series: HOUSE OF THE RISING SON its novella, AFTER MIDNIGHT, and WAITING FOR THE SON. Her short-stories appear in the anthologies Dangerous Curves Ahead, and Wickedly Ever After. Each of Trevann’s stories incorporates an unquenchable addiction to music and her love for vampires, Weres, incubi and rock stars. She writes long after the sun goes down because, like these elusive creatures, she learned long ago that sometimes being yourself means Living After Midnight. Trevann lives in Connecticut with Toby, a rescue puppy, and Lil Monkey, a sock monkey who thinks he’s real but refuses to chip in on the mortgage.

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