Grown Up
It's my first solo Christmas away from home. I like to call it a "grown up Christmas." And, although I am intellectually OK with the idea of a "grown up Christmas," my emotional state is that of a two year old. I want to whine and cry about the fact that I can't be sipping my mom's homemade tea while curled up next to her fireplace rummaging through my stocking. Even though it was my idea to move 3,000 miles across the country, I want to pout about it. I want to be independently wealthy and bi-coastal. I want to have what I want when I want it. I want Christmas to heed to my will and have the holidays bend to my every whim.
But, I suppose having a "grown up Christmas" includes acting like a grown up.
I'm sure I'll get to that part eventually.
Happy Holidays Y'all.
But, I suppose having a "grown up Christmas" includes acting like a grown up.
I'm sure I'll get to that part eventually.
Happy Holidays Y'all.
posted by Selené Emrys at 4:50 PM
1 Comments:
I thought of you as I sipped your Mom's wonderful tea in front of her fireplace on Christmas day, groaning with pleasure of the fabulous Christmas brunch in my overstuffed belly. What a blessing house it was. I thought of you and Dustin when we opened our presents on Christmas Eve and shared the Asheville news and gifts and how much we love and missed you. I thought of you, wishing I had the financial independance to fly you both out to be a part of my first christmas with my kids in 10 years for at last I was neither in India or managing my Mom. I loved being with Loren and Michelle, Jason and Brian, watching them play rock band video games and sing kareoke- we were all labeled "amateurs" amidst our croaks and cold snuffles. I loved getting to spend time with Laben on my lap drooling with his goofy cat smile, grandmas buzzing around us obsessing about everything, Joy playing her new bongo drums and Steven in his Disney "Grumpy" christmas teeshirt sipping wine and taking the day off with a box of kleenex handy. (We all have "THE COLD" so no worries about contagion.)
I want to take this day after Christmas to send you my love and blessings and thanks for the great gifts. Yours will be coming shortly in the mail. I have a new tradition I am implementing called "New Years gifts" so they're really not late at all! I love you both deeply. We all missed you and I look forward to seeing you there in your sweet new home in the not too distant future. Love, Mom Marie
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