When my deadline had passed last week (and I had delivered :) ) I realized that Christmas was only a month away. My motto is: Relax, it is Christmas. So I do not get stressed, just look forward to Christmas Eve. When I moved away from home I decided that from now on, I would celebrate Christmas in my own home, and I have done so with very few exceptions. Twice because I was in Iceland for Christmas and therefore my own home was far a way, and once because I wanted to spend Christmas Eve with my father who I knew would not be spending any more Christmas Eves with us here on earth. I fed him and talked to him and I think he enjoyed the evening; at least he did manage to squeeze my hand every now and then. I had planned to spend the rest of the evening in my own home, alone and actually looking forward to it, but I can tell you. If you ever plan to spend Christmas Eve alone, don't tell your family and friends about your plan. Nobody will understand that you actually would like to be in your own company. My daughters spent Christmas Eve with their father in Sweden that year, and I thought spending Christmas Eve with my father first, till he fell asleep and then cross the street to my own place would be wonderful. But the family didn't, neither did my friends. I know that many people spend Christmas Eve alone because they do not have any options and I find that incredibly sad. I wish I could have given all the invitations to others. But it was a lovely Christmas Eve with my father, no Christmas presents or anything, just the two of us and one of us was not saying much, half way in another world. He died 5 days later and I am glad we got that evening all to ourselves. When he fell asleep that night, I did as I had promised and spent the rest of the evening with the family.