I left home when I was 18, but still went home every Christmas.
I left England when I was 21. In the following years, before my parents both died, I was only “Home on Christmas Day” three times.
Though I made my own family Christmases here in South Africa, it is just not the same, celebrating Christmas in a very hot country, in the middle of summer.
Christmas will always feel a little sad to me.
So here is Elvis to sing it like it is.
Wishing those of you who celebrate it;
and those of you who do not;
And sparing a thought for those who are lonely or sad at this time of year and sending you a Sunbeam!
post script: In the spirit of re-using last year’s Christmas wrapping paper, I am re-cycling last year’s Christmas post; because you can’t say it any better than Elvis.
Traditions fall away or are no longer viable (you can’t build a snowman without snow) so you have to start new ones. This is the fifth time I have recycled this post and it is now my new tradition. My Old Faithful (followers) will no doubt remember this post and join in the tradition.
If you have trouble watching this video, you could try here Elvis 1, Elvis 2, or Elvis 3, or just search on YouTube for “Elvis, I’ll be home on Christmas Day.” It is worth the effort to hear Elvis singing this lovely song.