Deck The Halls...

I'm sitting in my living room by myself. Newspapers, books and magazines piled on the coffee table, dishes in the rack slowly drip, drip, driping dry. Photos of trips out west, to europe, mexico, the cottage on the walls. Smiling faces looking out at me. The christmas music playing in the background is only disturbed by the flickering and crackling of the fire burning steadily beside me.

Christmas is a time, I think, to remember your family. A time to slow down and say to yourself, "wait a minute, look at all of this, look at all these things I have that I walk by every day and totally forget their significance." A time to look back and laugh, cry, smile, reflect on everyone who has touched you in your life. A time to remind your sibling that, although I currently am refraining from ringing your neck, I do love you.

This is a time, to smile simply because you are here! You've made it this far, things have gone wrong and you've done your best to take them as they come. People have tried to tear you down one rumour at a time, and you've told them in a polite and smiling manner, to fuck off.

This probably sounds a little all over the place, but my head is spinning with things and people who make me happy and that I want to spend my christmas with. 12 more days.

- xx, Kelly.