Christmas came quickly this year.
Seriously. There was a great deal of wonder on the front end and then, at once it seemed, we were opening gifts. Suddenly the season was over and everyone was passed out, recovering from a food coma. The best part for me was the Santa hunt. I left a bag of coal for the kids in the place they’d designed for Santa to leave their presents. In the bag was candy and a note that led them on a treasure hunt to find their gifts. several clues later they found the gifts and felt like they earned the opening.
I learned from this xmas that I enjoy the family gatherings and wish they happened more often. I think it takes a lot of time to settle in to what you want in life, what is good for you, and finding that polite balance between need and want. I think I need–I think we both need–family more than we thought we did. I also think we need to widen our circle of friends and in that way build our non-conventional family.
This year my home was full and warm on xmas. I loved every minute of it and deeply appreciated being a dad. Next year ought to be the same situation, wherever it may occur.
Some Thoughts:
- I am picking up wordspeed with errors. The splint covers most of my ring finger in a metal sheath–or as my wife would say, My Digitus annula’ris is supported over the distal and middle phalanx. Or something like that. The pain is reduced, but the discomfort of the instrument is something else entirely. Every so often I lose track, falling into the rhythm of typing and whacking the keys with a metal sheath. I really hope to be fully healed by game time. I need to bounce back from the extraordinarily crappy play of the last few weeks.