The first Christmas cards have started to arrive in the mail: Jennifer, Argia, Rosa… And I feel a pang of guilt every time I contact the person to thank them and apologize because, as it happened last year and the year before, there will be no Christmas cards mailed from the Chico family again this holiday season.
I vaguely remember my mom sending out Christmas cards when I was younger, but I do recall getting some from my father’s family in Valladolid. It wasn’t until I got married and moved to Boise that I became fully aware of how much effort goes into this yearly task. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the process and every year I would send over 70 cards to my friends and family all over the world. I never got into the Christmas letter deal, but I would handwrite every greeting with a personal note for each recipient.
I stopped sending Christmas cards after I got divorced. It’s too much work, I’m way too busy, I tell myself. I’m going green. I took the perfect pictures for this year’s greeting during Olentzero’s party a couple of weeks ago, but I never sent them in to have them printed. Now I feel like that time on Halloween when I didn’t get around to putting a costume together so I went out as myself and people looked at me weird in every single bar downtown.
Maybe next year I’ll plan ahead like I used to do. For now, please accept our family’s greeting via the world wide web. It might be online, but the message it’s still the same:
May you have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
~Henar, Andoni, and Maitane
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