Sunday, December 25, 2005
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ was born on Christmas Day
Doesn't feel much like Christmas this year. Didn't do my traditional walk down Orchard Road to see the lights, didn't go out caroling, didn't attend home parties... sigh.
Last year, i was walking down the cobbled streets of Glasgow, cluching my cup of hot chocolate, shivering in my not thick enough coat, gloves and ski cap on. I remember roadside carnivals, bright lited carasouls, christmas carols in the air... and best of air, i was with family. Or at least, my brother. Christmas dinner was fantastic last year, and there was snow only on the eve and christmas day. How magical.
Every Christmas, as I walked down Orchard road, I wished that there was someone there to hold my hand, someone to whisper carols in my ear, and the occasional "I love you" when I least expected it. Someone I could cuddle up to and spend a quiet Christmas with, to count down with in Church while attending mid night mass.
This year, I fianlly had a chance to do that, but that someone's in Phuket. Not that I'm complaining of course, I do need my alone time with my family and friends, but it wld just be nice to be able to spend it with him... oh well. Can't always have my log cake and eat it right?
It's just nice to be able to be able to stay at home, to just take things easy, to wake up watever time I want and to just nua in bed! haha. I'll catch up on my reading, just need sometime alone to recharge myself. I've been someone's girlfriend, someone's risk analyst, someone's daughter for too long, this Christmas, I am myself.
So as I sit alone in my porch sipping my glass of red wine (can't be white cos it's christmas!), this Christmas is ME time. Time to celebrate just being me.
Here's wishing all of you guys out there a very blessed Christmas and an even better 2006.
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day.
