Family traditions not fun for everyone
On the demise of the big family-holiday tradition:
I had a large family. My mother welcomed everyone, very distant relatives and those who had no family.
One Christmas one of my brothers and his brood had moved and it was just my sister, her husband, Mom and moi. It was incredible. Adult conversation, delicious food, no drama, a lovely bottle of wine, an evening I remember and cherish. That evening was followed by many more large family gatherings.
Fast-forward. I’m 66 and the only one left of my family, sister, brothers, mother, aunts, uncles, all gone. I have great memories, disasters to triumphs, and I miss all of it. — W.
I did this for 20 years, hosting 40 or more people every year, while raising my kids and working an extremely demanding job. I was exhausted, began to dread and HATE Christmas, and when I asked for help, I got excuses instead. One year, I asked people to do a few things that would help with cleanup, such as bringing food contributions in disposable containers. I received all sorts of complaints.
So: the next year I quit. I sent out a message in the fall saying: “Twenty years has been a good run, and we have many happy memories, but I have finally become too old and tired to continue. It is time for one of the [30- to 40-something] ‘kids’ to take over. There is plenty of time to plan, and I am happy to contribute.”
It was like a nuclear bomb went off in our family! I was pressured, reviled, blamed, scorned. Despite the fact one of my nieces hosted a party — half as big as mine, but major, bless her — my sister stayed home that Christmas and cried. She made sure everyone knew this.
Interestingly, my niece did this for three years, then begged off “because it was too much work.”
— Old & Exhausted
I am the host of my husband’s family for all holidays and get togethers for 35-plus years. Hosting means working hard before, during and after every holiday. It means spending hundreds of dollars on food, wine, beverages. It means organizing ahead of time for people to bring side dishes.
Unfortunately, many family members do not grasp what that means. They help in the kitchen for 10 minutes and feel that is good enough. Many have never helped. I make sure they know there will be 20-plus people and they bring a side dish for six.
A couple of years ago I decided to host my few family members instead and I got indignation for not letting everyone on my husband’s side know sooner. One time a sister-in-law brought her mother, and this woman decided to include her entire family at my house. I got a lot of fury for expressing such a big crowd was too hard on me. I could go on and on.
Let me finish with this. When you go to someone’s house for a big holiday meal, help in the kitchen, help with the setup and the take-down, and bring a bottle of whatever you like to drink and a side dish that will feed the necessary number. Understand when they have to stop hosting because they want a relaxed holiday for once.
— Oregon Host