It is that time again, 2 weeks until Thanksgiving and then December flies by quicker than anyone ever expects. We always assume we have enough time to shop and get ourselves ready, whatever that may entail.Family is the sole reason we love the holidays, being together. The scent of pumpkin and evergreens, the traditions, the kitchen festivities, and more are all help but truly the reason for all the hussle and bustle is family.
This year I will spending my first Christmas in Los Angeles slaving to the world of retail, at least some of my home will be here in the form of my boyfriend who has already booked the ticket to be here. I don't think I was ready to commit to Christmas alone.
Cancer, heart problems, worries, best friend, oh how I wish I could be there more than ever. Our visit will come again. My only xmas present on my wish list is to get that damn transporter room fixed! ha.
Oh how I wish that a "cold and dark December" (lyrics from Brandi Carlile) was not so unfamilar to the likes of California. I've been buying sweaters, warm thick socks, and unleashing my scarves. I'm ready. The holidays need to be for me, cold. Part of the prepartion for the manic is to endear Mother Nature's mood swings. Currently, outside my window the wind is blowing hard but the sunshine still never fails. I guess my anger towards the sun, which most people don't understand, proves I'm just not a California girl. haha.
Moving onward with my homework and owning my solitude.
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