An Admission
Dec. 23rd, 2005 05:25 pmOf course my distaste for Christmas goes back to the break-up of my first marriage. After that my kids never ever got to spend Christmas Day with me. I pretended not to mind- but I did.
I've always dealt with emotional pain by stuffing it up my jumper.
The kids are grown up now. One's in Leicester, one's in Japan and one lives with me and Ailz. There are no grandchildren- yet. Perhaps it's time I moved on....
I've always dealt with emotional pain by stuffing it up my jumper.
The kids are grown up now. One's in Leicester, one's in Japan and one lives with me and Ailz. There are no grandchildren- yet. Perhaps it's time I moved on....
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Date: 2005-12-23 09:39 am (UTC)Sometimes we celebrate Epiphany (Jan. 6) and then...is it called Candlemas? (Feb 2?), and that helps with the winter drudgery... and it's not commercialized (yet, anyway)
Oh, and our anniversary is Feb. 14. (I never liked Valentine's Day until we decided to have our wedding on it. It made a nice party for friends to come to, too!)
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Date: 2005-12-23 09:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-23 09:55 am (UTC)That's a pity. I'm sorry that Alice's mother has decided she's not welcome with us on Christmas Day--because it hurts Alice.
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Date: 2005-12-23 10:23 am (UTC)Twelfth Night! what a grand play that is isn't it?
well I see this is on yours Zoe but I daresay Tony
will get it too, maybe there will be a version of
the 12th night presented as street theatre at our
Night Cafe?
Twelfth Night
Date: 2005-12-23 10:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-23 12:05 pm (UTC)I went out to the store today to buy pecans and found myself being "ho-ho-ho'd" to death by the noise of the place--there was an entire bag of flour spilled in the baking aisle and people were skidding on it and carts were everywhere--mayhem!
It was bliss to come back home.
Peace to you and all your family.
skidding on flour...hohoho'd to death
Date: 2005-12-23 12:10 pm (UTC)Re: skidding on flour...hohoho'd to death
Date: 2005-12-23 12:15 pm (UTC)Re: skidding on flour...hohoho'd to death
Date: 2005-12-23 12:18 pm (UTC)Kate wanted to say something, but felt too shy. I didn't, either, but we both talked about her festive hair on the drive home.
I wish we'd told her.
Festive hair
Date: 2005-12-23 12:26 pm (UTC)As to not telling her...don't worry, perhaps she'd have ruined the moment by being irritable or something... ;-) On the other hand, maybe she could just *tell* that she was being admired, and it made her feel better.
Now THAT is overkill...
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Date: 2005-12-23 01:04 pm (UTC)Really nice.
Gods and Goddesses willing, we accept.
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Date: 2005-12-23 01:06 pm (UTC)I suppose I could have had them for Christmas if I'd insisted, but it seemed right that they should be with their mother and I didn't want to make things any harder than they were by making any sort of fuss.
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Date: 2005-12-23 01:08 pm (UTC)Yes, I'm going to pull up my socks and make an effort not to be grinchy this Christmas. It makes a difference to have recognised and written about the source of the pain.
I'm not particularly fond of pecans, but I love pistachios.
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Date: 2005-12-23 05:44 pm (UTC)*Sympathy*
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Date: 2005-12-24 04:24 am (UTC)I don't fully understand it either, but it feels like I have this stuff from the past to deal with before I can move on.
Divorce hurts everybody involved. There's got to be a better way of handling things- but I don't know what it is....