Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Dashed Away All
And just like that it's over.
Ready to pack up and haul all remnants of Christmas like the Grinch who stole Christmas. St. Nick has dashed away all.
All the stressing about shopping and money and staying up all night wrapping pretty packages that are ripped to shreds in a fervor of excitement, gone in the blink of an eye.
No more worrying about who you can or can't get what. No more lists to sift through and wonder if you can pull it all off.
The tree is nearing petrified state even with incessant watering and the lights are starting to sag. The outside lights are covered with the remains of the 2 feet of snow from the day after Christmas blizzard that attacked Massachusetts.
I was so anxious leading up to Christmas. So worried about money and harried about the ability to make sure my son had a good haul from Santa.
By the skin of my teeth I pulled it off.
I spent time with my family, with little to know drama. It was almost like living in a parallel universe.
Christmas Eve with the Boy's family, so wonderfully accepting of me and of Dylan. They have made us feel like a part of their family and it was a nice feeling. To be loved and welcomed by a group of people who don't have to give a rat’s ass about you if they didn't want to, but they do.
Gifts given and hugs shared. And of course the look of surprise as my Love opened his gift, the one he wasn't expecting that I was able to pull out of my ass. That I was able to trick him into thinking he wasn't getting. Score one for the ruse.
Christmas morning I was awakened by the pitter patter of little feet, flying into my bedroom.
"Mama! Santa came!!!"
Followed by him jumping into my bed for a quick cuddle as I tried to wrap my brain around the fact it was already morning.
Off to the living room to ogle Santa's spoils. It's truly a feeling of holiday cheer to watch a child tear into box after box, wrapping paper flying like pieces of a winter storm as they dig in to their prizes.
He was so happy.
I felt for so long this season that I would have a very disappointed kid come Christmas morning, but to the contrary he exclaimed it was the "Best Christmas EVER!"
The 2010 year is inching towards its demise and what a year it's been.
Aside from a few minor hiccups, the year has been great.
I have a new job, and a permanent one at that. I have an amazing man in my life that I love and who loves me back. And now a shiny new car instead of a flaming pile of junk on wheels.
I'm hoping that 2011 can only bring better things. (I know, who IS this optimist?)
Bring it on.