Chapter 2 – The Separated/Together Xmas

It’s been a week since I moved out from Mr. Ex’s home. Our last home together. Our last whole-family home. Wholeness. Were we whole together with so much abyss between us? I am whole alone?

Yes, I am and will remain so!

 

Tuesday, 29 December 2015.

 

Day 9

 

Dear Diary,

How are you doing? I am fine.

Really?? Well, you know women – and you know me. If some mood swings are normal, just imagine now, under the present circumstances! Seriously. 🙁🙂

It’s been a week since I moved out from Mr. Ex’s home.

Our last home together. Our last whole-family home.

Wholeness.

Were we whole together with so much abyss between us? I am whole alone?

Yes, I am and will remain so!

 

As for the latest news:

Remember how I told you Mr. Ex and I decided to celebrate our first Christmas party together to make it easier on Kristiina and Joseph, our teens?

Christmas Eve went fine, thank God.

Phew.

Our traditional Finnish Xmas food was so delicious. Smoked salmon; oven-baked ham encircled by prunes (served cold); gravy; rutabaga casserole; and creamy beetroot salad. Chocolates and lots of ice cream for dessert. Yummy!

We were all in a good mood and able to behave in a very civil manner, giving each other nice gifts and friendly smiles, including Mr. Ex.

I’m not really buying it. Too good to be true? What do you expect me to do?? Hm. Better keep the peace – and everybody wins.

Darling Lisa joined us from central Finland with her kids (the teens’ third degree cousins), as well as sweet Ida, a kind of extra granny they have got. Varamummo, in Finnish.

Ah, how could I forget Joseph’s illustrious puppy JB, an adorable Jack Chi who loves to snuggle up, but is also strong-willed, playful, intelligent and, OMG, soooo cute?

The deal is he lives a week a month with me and three weeks a month with Mr.Ex. But we only live a km from each other, so it’s easy to see him if I ever miss him too much.

The dog, of course!! Ha-ha.

As if…

 

The next day, on Xmas morning, the teens and I exchanged a few more gifts and Kristiina’s made me cry. Literally: a wrought-iron hook with a heart on top for our new kitchen.

I’m hooked on hooks, they’re so practical!

And the fact that she really put in some thought into buying something she knew I would like made me very emotional.

Crying and laughing at the same time was so hilarious that she filmed the whole episode. (Maybe I’ll show you the clip someday).

I always remind Joseph (Joey for short), and his sister that even when we have little money, it’s still important to give a simple gift to the people who matter in our lives – at least if we’re going to spend the special occasion with them.

Birthdays and Christmases simply cannot go unnoticed. Nothing makes me feel more unloved than that… (And I’m writing this with pouting lips)! 😏

Actions speak louder than words, after all. It does not have to be anything expensive. For instance, you can think of something the person likes or something that could be useful.

Quality is key, so a small pack of Lindt chocolates, a piece of poetry, a drawing or home-baked cookies can do wonders. I honestly don’t care if the only thing I get is a pair of socks, as long as they are handpicked and, above all, presented with love.

Look into the receiver’s eyes and give them a heart-warming smile and a bear hug – and voilà!

The simple things in life. Ah (contented sigh)!

That’s what I love. It doesn’t take that much in life to make me happy, I guess…?

 

OK, I’ll admit it.

People who know me the best find it extremely hard to buy me gifts. I have a reputation at home for thanking you for your present, then putting it into my gift supply box to give it on to somebody else in the future. I’ll confess my sins.

Just think about it: it’s ecological. If it’s something I know I won’t like, wear, use or need, why open it?? Everyone should do the same!

If you really want to be sure I’ll be the one to enjoy your gift, get me a box of eggs, a salad, or a pen and paper. Some quality chocolate, like a Nutrageous bar. A car wash, good coffee, a Levi’s or Diesel. A candle.

Or then a Light Coke. 😋

Ops! I’m trying to stop with my only vice – so maybe not!

Socks. Yes!! Socks… Someday I’ll share my life closely with somebody again (but it will have to be someone as special as me), and we’ll give each other good socks for every birthday and every Christmas. One pair each. And sometimes on a normal day too, just to be romantic. ❤️‍😍

And we are going to wear them all.

© 2017 rf

 

 

Obs. Day 9 since moving out. New beginnings!

 

 

Author: TinderellaAnna

Anna is a character. Half-fictional, half-inspired in many, many true events. Half-European, half-Latin-American. She is happy, she is strong, she is a mom, a teacher, a friend. Despite the divorce - not of her choice - she is determined to be joyful, grateful, hopeful, sweet; believing that life is for sharing and that he is somewhere out there. But he will have to be as lovable as she is. After all, better alone than in bad company. Sigh: but better in good company than alone... Disclaimer: All names and places have been changed to protect the people who happen to be true.

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