take only what you need from it
Christmas Eve supper with the family was lovely. I love them. I love our stories. How we torture one another with embarrassment. How we keep secrets (badly) from one another. How we pretend certain things aren't happening when they are (so far, this doesn't sound good, but honestly, it is). I love how we laugh, uncontrollably. How we care, without reservation, about one another, despite our differences.
Now I am at my sister's house. She is off to her partner's parents' place for their Christmas Eve event. I am listening to music and dancing. All that I can think of is how Johnny says that we build our community on the dance floor. It makes me feel okay somehow, that it's okay that I am so different from my family, chosen and otherwise.
This has got to be my new Christmas Eve tradition.
Dance party:
Now I am at my sister's house. She is off to her partner's parents' place for their Christmas Eve event. I am listening to music and dancing. All that I can think of is how Johnny says that we build our community on the dance floor. It makes me feel okay somehow, that it's okay that I am so different from my family, chosen and otherwise.
This has got to be my new Christmas Eve tradition.
Dance party:
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