Posted on 12/24/2015 4:07:50 PM PST by Skooz
Merry Christmas, fellow Freepers! Once again, it is Christmas Eve and once again, many of us find ourselves, for various reasons, alone. Many of us have circumstances that have led to a solo Christmas Eve. Mine: My marriage fell apart in 2009. Part of my agreement with my ex-wife is that she has our daughter Christmas Eve and Christmas morning and she is with me the rest of Christmas day. Not a perfect solution, but I would rather say “hello†than “goodbye†to my little girl on Christmas. That, alas, means that on the Eve of our most family-oriented of holidays I find myself here. By myself. No big deal. I’m used to it and have found I don’t mind at all. Anyone else out there flying solo this evening?
Good episode.
River was always interesting and I’d like to see more done with the character.
The spouse has “It’s A Wonderful Life” playing. I’ve been watching something much more enjoyable - Ironside Season 2.
Thanks. The pupster is in charge when I’m not working...and she makes such good decisions. She suggested not to pick up the house tonight, just lay on the sofa—she napping , me reading.
She has taught me so much about priorities.
I look at her and she looks up and says,”Yeah, its all good, we are at peace and happy and we’re both wonderful” Then she goes back to nap, chewy bone at her side.
Your words to my tagline
Thanks for the gift.
I have had the pleasure of attending a traditional Italian ‘ feast of the seven fishes ‘ on Christmas eve. My heaven....such food
The Italians are masters in that department.
Thank you to all who PMed me, I’m sure it’ll be OK. Just a difficult time right now.
Merry Christmas,
Riley
My wife’s mother passed away the day after Thanksgiving. She is away until February taking care of her affairs. I’ve been by myself since the Monday before Thanksgiving. Lots of bowl games to keep me occupied.
Love it! Skooz and the Nooz and us Gentiles and Jooz.
Thank you for sharing time with us.
The Italians have Christmas nailed down. Non-Italians are culturally deprived!
This is so true out here in SoCal: it almost doesn’t matter what ethnicity of food, Asian, Italian, there are trained Hispanics nailing it in the kitchen. Some are really very good.
This is the first time in forty years there is a full moon tonight on Christmas Eve. Its beautiful.
May you all find the peace that passes all understanding.
Yup.
Sicker’na dog.
Jello cup and Ensure on the menu today and tomorrow.
Awwwww, shucks... [scuffing my toe on the ground]
Dr Who is an oddball. Being sci fi it obviously tends toward the secular but occasionally they will throw Christianity into it in a good way.
In this episode “Gridlock” the entire population of New New York planet sing “The Old Rugged Cross” together every day.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FIfHG3pHyKQ
I am sorry for this milestone and your loss. You’re certainly doing it right but that doesn’t prevent the pain.
I was traveling from Tampa to Traverse City Mich, Christmas eve, to be with my new girlfriend. A gal I met a few months earlier at a 40th HS reunion.
I was in the Detroit airport, waiting my Traverse City connection. Christmas music playing, I was home sick and missing my X.
I boarded the plane for TC, they pulled the gang plank and revved the engine. I couldn't take it. I unbuckled my seat belt got up from my seat, and asked to get off the plane. They put up the gang plank, I exited the plane and watched it leave for TC.
I was stuck in Detroit. Now I had to call the girlfriend in TC, and tell her I wasn't coming. I had to call the X, who was also struggling with our first Christmas apart, and tell her I was coming back to Tampa.
Confusion and anxiety compounded. Eventually I resolved to go on to TC the next day. The X said she would be ok.
I spent Christmas Eve night under a row of seats trying to find some sleep that never came.
Long story short, after 2 years of courting the TC lady, my wife and I got back together. In 2011 we we remarried. A few more years of struggle and we finally made it work.
Today both of us can say, we are the happiest we have ever been.
That Christmas Eve night, lying sleepless beneath a row of seats, in the Detroit airport, listening to Christmas music, was the beginning of Gods work on my spirit.
Sometimes God makes us go places we don't like, to bring us to places we need to be.
Enjoy the old friends. That is always special. I can’t imagine a child with BPD AND NPD. That is tough.
Even with my four beautiful kids, I feel so alone so much that I need to start to create more of a family even of friends around. Good you are doing that.
Sending you a hug with prayers.
I’m also glad that Who doesn’t get into biblical stuff.
The closest I can remember is Capaldi’s doctor saying he was as old as “your (our) messiah”.
Merry Christmas from your New Mexico FRiend.
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