twinkle twinkle
since everything else is under the lense of ReView this year, might as well include.....Christmas. so...What's my deal?..... My kids grew up with "normal" Christmas. The grandkids in their homes. Somewhere along the way i drifted. But before here in California, there were always Twinkle Lights. There was the year that grandson Jeff and i hung tinsel and tiny ornaments from push pins in the ceiling. We had to stand on chairs. It was an incremental drift. ending up yesterday, the Cedar bough.
Alyssia's house in Oroville is "normal". There's a Tree with ornaments and lights, stockings and today, the entire livingroom floor is covered with gifts. We did the video camera thing. I got them a little Drone that spins and twirls and flashes lights around the room. I sent National Geo Kids Mag to Fate and Brinley, a hiking vest from Bosque del Apache to Son's daughter Giana in Colorado. It's not there yet. There's things in the pockets. Some cash and a rhinestone butterfly for instance.
Both Emrie and Julian are a part of very intense and interactive (year round) families of their Fathers in New Jersey and Houston. Once the Rona is tamed, both will be expected to spend Christmas there....traditional multigenerational Puerto Rican and Salvadoran families of tons of Tias and tios and cousins galore....Church...catholic....foods....Pupusas arrive in the mail at Alyssia's from that grandma....who is the Pupusa Queen. They are delicious.
So..., Emrie notices that there is no tree. no lights. I say we have our branch. She thinks. She thinks we might need twinkle lights, i say we have no electricity here, she says maybe she can bring some from her house. We talk about electricity and as her MIND is, she turns and points to the microwave that is above the stove....like that she says. yes. its used as a cabinet. No electricity. Hmmmm.
So...i ReView. Where do i stand and WHY, more importantly, do i stand there?
the pic above...of my WARMS....blanket beings of 4 kinds. on a bed. Because of how i am, there is huge sensitivity for all those who have lost and will soon lose their beds. Have no place for their blankets and over time maybe even no blankets anymore. This is not a normal year. There is Great Loss. so, this year even more, the "usual" Christmas makes no sense to me. I'm thinking about that.
