Merry Christmas! To anyone that reads this, I hope that your Christmas (if you celebrate it) was beautiful and completely free of stress. As for us, we couldn’t have asked for a more low-key holiday. Honestly, as the sun slips away and darkness arrives once again, I find myself maudlin. Last Christmas, I was unable to get together with my family on the actual day because of the nature of my job. I’d just spent the previous four weeks working 70+ hours a week and on Christmas day, all I did was sleep. A few days later, though, I was together with my parents. It was an impossibility this year, what with our having just moved here and not exactly in the strongest financial position to be buying tickets to fly back east for the holidays. So this was our first Christmas more than two thousand miles away from the ones we love. I FaceTimed with my mom twice today, which did help, but I still miss getting hugs from my parents and grandparents and spending time catching up. It’s so weird to be so far away and unable to do any of those things. My decades of family traditions are gone now. Well, I guess they aren’t gone, but they now continue without me.
On the upside, one tradition did continue, and that’s watching as much of the 24 hours of A Christmas Story as possible. Tim had never even seen the movie prior to our getting together, and now he anticipates it just as much as I do. We usually watch it through twice and then have it on in the background the rest of the time (like now.) In a couple of hours, we’re heading over to my friend and co-worker’s house to have Christmas dinner with her and her wife. Looking forward to a little togetherness today!
Last night, I was on a mission to find sailboats decked out with Christmas lights, so we headed westward toward the water. Luckily, Puget Sound is only about 10 miles away, and I discovered wonderful Des Moines Marina with its public fishing pier. A front had moved in from Alaska so the air had an uncustomary chilly bite to it, but there were still people fishing off the pier. And it was silent. Surprisingly silent and peaceful. None of the humans were actually talking, so most of the noises came from the seagulls, ducks, waterfowls, and the one sea lion I could see sitting on the rocks. We were able to take some gorgeous pictures as the sun set over the water, and I found my boats with lights!
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Wife, proud Jew, full-time career woman, writer, blogger, avid RVer, reader, crafter, dog mom, amateur historian. Dream of climbing Mt. Rainier. Although a Hoosier by birth, the Pacific Northwest is my home.