Monday, December 28, 2009

So This Was Christmas

Christmas Eve dinner for four. Clean-up left until the next morning. "I know you're probably thinking someone has kidnapped your real mother," I told my daughter when we walked away from the mess smiling.

Then with Christmas morning light edging the window shade and me still in bed full of love and cake, I woke to a clatter in the kitchen. The man who loves me had cleaned up the entire mess.
Do I want my old life back? Oh no. For a million reasons, no.
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3 comments:

  1. ElizabethDecember 28, 2009 at 10:05 AM

    Beautiful! Keep going.

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  2. KathDecember 28, 2009 at 6:44 PM

    You, who have always given sweet surprises, so deserve to get them back. Hooray for you, getting what you want out of your life.

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  3. AnonymousDecember 30, 2009 at 6:54 AM

    Love this post.
    Love your new life.
    Love you.

    One of your biggest fans...

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It's a weird way to have a conversation. But go ahead. Then I'll find your blog (if you have one) and comment about something there. We probably won't be talking about the same thing--but I've had conversations like that, haven't you?