It was happy, fun, funny, yummy, cozy. Each and all of us were both free and held. Diametrically opposed to my previous tradition of: untethered and trapped.
Anticipation leading up to “special days” is difficult for me. And I cannot help but marvel over each special day, in which I experience sustained and sustainable loving connection, peace, and JOY. I am capable. I am worthy. I did it. I do it. Together, with people who love me—one holiday at a time.
Beyond grateful.
You can bet money that I will still trip TF out in the days leading up to Christmas Eve. Even with five rock solid great ones under my belt, I lack holiday confidence and anticipation of the positive type.
