Since I was a little girl I remember Christmas and New Years to be spent in the Mountains, being active and super healthy in the outdoors. Unfortunetly as the years went on Papa got tired and sore so they bought a home in Phoenix for all of us to enjoy together. So I guess we’ve sort of always been about memories I guess.
Even if that meant us screaming at each other, spending time with one another in different bedrooms, or fighting over who would get to eat most of moms lemon oregano potatoes, we were still together.
I think I remember two Christmas’ where we got presents (1 year was definitely a snowboard for us to start “shredding” in them mountains) under the tree (I’m sure there were more but I was too little to remember). My parents are not the Grinch so please don’t even go there, if you know them you know they’re the most giving, generous (with aggressive flare), and modest people on planet earth. My parents both moved to Canada with virtually nothing, some socks, a few clothing items, their passports and I guess their identity – which somehow how my dad managed to screw up, ha. Coming from nothing my parents wanted to remind us what really matters, and it isn’t about the presents, it was about the time we could spend together (like I said they way we did it was different, but it was all of us under one roof), so when we all could get together it was a real gift.
I guess what I am saying here is we all have our different ways of doing Christmas. My way is not right, your way is not right, but our ways of celebrating work for us… thats why they become tradition, and why some traditions are broken. This year is not going to be weird for me because I adapt super well to change, but I am going to be doing some things differently. Andrew and I are going to hopefully be able to make time to visit a few Senior homes to sing and chat to them over the holidays…. and I plan on baking them these lovely Lavender & Honey Oat Cookies to spread the Hope, Health, and Happiness Cheer. Christmas is what you make it my loves. I really hope you all enjoy this recipe, and what Christmas means to me. Cheers to another year of shelter, good health, nurturing food, and a steady heart beat. Count your blessings, life can change in the blink of an eye. Merry Christmas my loves Love Your Greek Goddess XOXO Want even more amazing cookies? Check out my recipes for the best chewy Sunbutter Cookies and my ever popular Vegan Protein Cookies.
