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For this month’s prompt, let’s focus on the weeks before an upcoming holiday, the anticipation and preparation before the big day. Though many of us observe various religious holidays this month, I am not limiting you to any particular holiday, or for that matter, to holidays that fall in December. You might write about a June birthday, a September anniversary, or a religious observance that falls in April. The important point here is that you focus not on the holiday itself, but on the weeks before, the expectation, the groundwork, and the bustle of activity.
I have happy memories of my mother coming home with large plastic shopping bags filled with presents. She would shout “Don’t look” as she squeezed through the front door, and she would run to the second floor before even saying hello or taking off her coat. I always knew what this meant, although part of the game was to play stupid and pretend that the Santa Claus myth was still alive. (Another fun note is that my mother would hide the presents so well in the weeks before the holiday that often when the big day came, she couldn’t find them. “Forgotten” gifts would show up well into January.)
Holidays are stressful, of course, and not all of my memories are happy. For some reason, the purchase of a tree, securing that tree in the stand, and the hanging of the lights and ornaments became a flashpoint for my family’s hidden anger and tension, so many year the tree trimming would end with shouting, tantrums, sometimes the whole tree fallen onto the floor and shattered glass bulbs.
What preparations can you remember? As I write this prompt, my refrigerator is filling up with turkey fixings and our dining room table looks like a food pantry, because Thanksgiving is just four days away. The first day of school was a sort of holiday when I was younger, and I remember well going to the fancy downtown clothing store to pick out my school uniform, and then over to the five-and-dime to secure fresh pencils, erasers, art supplies, a ruler, and a small, zippered plastic pouch that would hold them all in one place.
So, tell us your story, remembering that specific scenes and details allowing the reader to feel as if they are there in the room with you are often more effective and gripping than a quick explanation. Let us see, hear, and smell how your childhood pre-holiday memories are distinct and particular. How did your house change when a major occasion was approaching, or how did it feel inside of you when you were that four-year-old or nine-year-old wide-eyed with anticipation?
Have fun, and stay warm.