Yes, I have started. First 3 gifts purchased. The tree is up and decorated, the lights twinkling merrily. Today I'm celebrating an early Christmas with my Mum and sisters, two of whom live a distance away and aren't coming home next weekend. Funny, that we all still think of the home town where we grew up as "home". I still live here, but they've lived away for decades yet still refer to this as home.
I love and embrace the concept of home and often find it seeping into my characters' internal conflicts, since we all need that grounding, that place, that state of mind that is home. But I digress. This post isn't about home--although that is a good topic which I must revisit on another day when I don't have to rush off and peel and slice for a potato bake. This post is about family and Christmas and sisters and the fact that my book is done and Donovan and Susannah can also enjoy this happy time together instead of brooding and spatting and attempting to out-manouevre each other.
I love long lunches with my family, the laughter, the wine, the food, the company. I loved the morning yesterday, spent choosing gifts for the people I love. And even though I hate peeling and thinly slicing potatoes, I am off to do so with a smile, anticipating the happy day ahead.
(I'm the one on the left of the photo, BTW, wearing--shudder--red bows with a pink dress. What was my mother thinking???)
posted by Bronwyn Jameson @ 9:13 AM
