Typically I love Christmas and New Years. I love to bake, make Christmas candy, watch Christmas movies, drive around to see Christmas lights and take it slow so I can enjoy the time. I hate when you look back on the holidays and it is just a blur.
When I have a surgery coming up I go into survival mode and operate on Auto Pilot. I shut down both mentally and emotionally.
I keep reminding myself to wake up, pay attention it’s Christmas time!! It’s a daily, hourly battle but I keep fighting. I don’t want to look back during the long, cold, dark month of January and feel cheated.
My Duste has gone out of her way this year to make it special for me. She has bought gifts after gifts for me to open together and at her parents’ house--Extra Special Extra Good gifts this year! She has decked each room of our house out in Christmas Cheer—I tell ya, sometimes I sit on the potty a little longer just to enjoy the Christmas in the room! I am so blessed to have her.
This is my last week to work—I am taking Christmas week off for the Holiday and most of January for recovery. Being away from work gives me the time to enjoy the things that are truly important to me, my soul-mate and love of my life, Duste, our puppy Ivy and the home we have together. There is nothing better than spending a quiet evening together at home, doing a puzzle or sitting in the hot tub! I truly do cherish those times. I wouldn’t trade those moments for anything and can never have my fill of our time together. She is wonderful and I could never say enough good things about her!