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He gave me the eyebrow when I told him how much I dislike Halloween. He said something about it being the Gay Christmas and that being the flamer that I am meant I should be elated about the holiday. He got socked in the arm, obviously he's not getting away with telling me what I am and what I'm not. Just a little something to leave him a little shaken, nothing I couldn't easily make feel better. I didn't feel like dealing with kids or costumes or executing any effort at all into celebrating something as obsolete as Halloween. There weren't exactly any kids coming to the door anyway, so it made for that instant quiet night home I've been longing for since I'd left it in the first place. I had Halloween, my favorite horror flick ever, all set up in the dvd player ready to go, so we settled onto the couch with a big bowl of candy and pressed play.
Christmas itself is my favorite holiday, and to me Halloween only ever serves as a reminder that it's a little less than two months away. It's a special holiday to our family not only because togetherness has always been necessity between us, but also because Kyle and I were born on Christmas Eve. Growing up, mom always noted that with every birthday we had, we were granting her the greatest Christmas gift ever. She says the gift only got better, and continues to grow as her boys grow into men. Likewise, her pride in both of us has always been gift enough for me. I have friends who hate their parents, whose parents hate them, and I cannot imagine ever being in that situation with mine. If you don't have family, what do you have?
Halloween didn't last all that long, on the tv or in its own time. The close proximity combined with the events and seperations over the past month presented a nice opportunity for us to regain that closeness, and I admit wholeheartedly I'm too weak to resist when it comes to being with him. We hadn't spent time like that together in a while, time where there's no pressure to act any certain way. It felt like a first date, the kind of 10th grade excitement you only ever feel again when you know you mean it. I carried him to the bedroom, to our bed, and our night slowly but surely became our morning. I'm up now just to get some french toast and sausage links ready, but it's back to bed after that. Jet lag still has me a little jarred and shipped, so it'll be nice to catch up someplace nice.
You only ever feel it again when you know you mean it. I meant it. Happy November.
Christmas itself is my favorite holiday, and to me Halloween only ever serves as a reminder that it's a little less than two months away. It's a special holiday to our family not only because togetherness has always been necessity between us, but also because Kyle and I were born on Christmas Eve. Growing up, mom always noted that with every birthday we had, we were granting her the greatest Christmas gift ever. She says the gift only got better, and continues to grow as her boys grow into men. Likewise, her pride in both of us has always been gift enough for me. I have friends who hate their parents, whose parents hate them, and I cannot imagine ever being in that situation with mine. If you don't have family, what do you have?
Halloween didn't last all that long, on the tv or in its own time. The close proximity combined with the events and seperations over the past month presented a nice opportunity for us to regain that closeness, and I admit wholeheartedly I'm too weak to resist when it comes to being with him. We hadn't spent time like that together in a while, time where there's no pressure to act any certain way. It felt like a first date, the kind of 10th grade excitement you only ever feel again when you know you mean it. I carried him to the bedroom, to our bed, and our night slowly but surely became our morning. I'm up now just to get some french toast and sausage links ready, but it's back to bed after that. Jet lag still has me a little jarred and shipped, so it'll be nice to catch up someplace nice.
You only ever feel it again when you know you mean it. I meant it. Happy November.