First things first... I posted all of my wallets on etsy. More to come tomorrow, like some of my jewelry and cards. I wish I had the time to do all of this before the holiday season, but I'm satisfied to finally get part of this done.
So far, my Christmas has been pretty low key, as they tend to be. I went over to celebrate with my parents yesterday, and they gave me the GPS I've been asking for the 2 years. So glad I don't have to worry about my lack of direction, at least when I'm driving, anymore.
I decided this Christmas, I would intentionally seek out solitude. Christmas, for most people, is a time when they get together with their families, open presents, and whatnot. For me, it's never been a huge deal. I never had a Santa Claus or a big morning ceremony to wake up for. Usually my mom had to work. This year was no exception. I went to my parents' house and found my mom asleep on the couch and my dad's car gone.
My dad's brother passed away three days ago, hit by a drunk driver while he was going on a walk, and my mom decided Christmas eve was the appropriate time to tell me, I guess. Not that I was close to him-- I met him once when I was in Korea one summer during high school. But it did make me think....
The true meaning of Christmas is.... more than presents and more than family, even.
If I could articulate my words more eloquently, I would. But for now, I'm going to continue to reflect in solitude. On beauty. On life. On love. On sacrifice. On the meaning of it all.
