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How the hell is it winter already? My friends with kids frequently mention how quickly the weeks and months seem to whiz past when you have kids. And yet, here I am, no kids to speak of, and still, the months get away from me like puppies taken off their leashes at the park.
The snow has been coming down steadily since this morning--alternating between gently falling flakes and wind-whipped, icy chunks that sting your face when you dare step outside. I'm not looking forward to the slushy mess that has taken up residence on the sidewalks and will likely remain through the weekend. I just hope the weather clears up nicely for my flight out of JFK next week.
Despite the fact that I'm doing less for the holidays this year than possibly any other in my adult life, it's been a remarkably busy week. Jason and I had a wonderful time at MJ's dinner party Saturday (even the trek to New Jersey), enjoyed every friggin' second of the debut of our friend Josh's new band, Josh Diamond and the Brooklyn Soul, at a great little East Village venue, may drop by a few holiday parties this weekend and look forward to celebrating Hanukah with my aunt and cousins Sunday afternoon.
Then, it's off to Reno for a few days' visit with my parents, whom I haven't seen since May and am very much looking forward to spending time with. Or, if you prefer, with whom I am very much looking forward to spending time. Damn prepositions.
I know...pretty boring. But I did not grow up celebrating Christmas and never feel I'm missing out when I don't celebrate it as an adult. That said, I have enjoyed several lovely Christmases with Jason's family and am sad we won't be there this year to delight in the beautiful tree and lovingly decorated house, the sweet scent of gingerbread permeating every room.
Whether celebrating Christmas or not, I am always reminded this time of year how grateful I am for the real gifts I have. I hit the jackpot with my incredible family, devoted boyfriend, good health and loving, caring friends. Not to mention how lucky we all are to be weathering the financial shitstorm that has affected and will affect so many in this country. We may not have a lot, but we have more than we need--important to remember when we're feeling sorry for ourselves for having to trim the fat a bit.
So, let the holidays come and go in peace, with safe travels and plenty of joyful moments for everyone, a relaxing end to this eventful year and a healthy dose of renewed hope for the new year upon us.
Posted by ayelet at December 19, 2008 03:16 PM