That’s one of my favorite lines from The King and I.

Steph and I are home after a three day trip with our good friend Terry. It was crazy fun, yet tiring as ever, and our little family is recouping.

I am thinking about Christmas all the time right now, and the main thing I’d like for Christmas is to see people that I love happy at Christmas. Sometimes I get weary thinking about how many will be sad, and I just don’t know if I can stretch my little store of love far enough to make it better.

I wish I could. I start off every Christmas with enormous plans of how to brighten up the lives of those dearest to me. Yet every year I end up feeling like I didn’t do enough, my gifts fell short, the decorations were just making do with what we have, the songs were all we could learn in a short amount of time, the nights too short and the days too busy, and the Christmas cards couldn’t come close to holding the words I wanted to say.

This year more than ever I feel this intense need to say what is on my heart to those I love. Will I be able to? Can I ever explain just how much I treasure them, how I replay our conversations in my head, watching reruns of our times together, how I spend much of my day wishing I could pick up the phone and just hear their voices, how I wish I could be a little more like them, a little braver, a little better, a little sweeter?

I have been so blessed to know some of the most amazing people in the world, yet most of the time, I just feel a little stunned by their beauty; I get a little shell shocked, I guess, and I don’t think I’ve ever said just how much I love them.

These are the thoughts pouring through my mind as Christmas comes again.

You know who you are, and I hope that each of you read this, and understand that my silence is a hush of wonder at everything you are, have been and will be. I love you deeply, so much that I wish I could be with you, just soaking up your laughter, sharing your days, seeing life through your eyes.

I get to do that with a few of you, but not at all with most of you. I miss you, I think about you, and I hope you know just how amazing you are. Amazing enough that each Christmas would bring you diamonds from me, if I could, or maybe, just someone to cook and clean for you for a day so you could tour the world.

I have such crazy dreams about all the things I wish I could do for you, and one day, I will. Till then, I’m over here in my little corner, silently and lovingly missing you.

That’s one of my favorite lines from The King and I.

Steph and I are home after a three day trip with our good friend Terry. It was crazy fun, yet tiring as ever, and our little family is recouping.

I am thinking about Christmas all the time right now, and the main thing I’d like for Christmas is to see people that I love happy at Christmas. Sometimes I get weary thinking about how many will be sad, and I just don’t know if I can stretch my little store of love far enough to make it better.

I wish I could. I start off every Christmas with enormous plans of how to brighten up the lives of those dearest to me. Yet every year I end up feeling like I didn’t do enough, my gifts fell short, the decorations were just making do with what we have, the songs were all we could learn in a short amount of time, the nights too short and the days too busy, and the Christmas cards couldn’t come close to holding the words I wanted to say.

This year more than ever I feel this intense need to say what is on my heart to those I love. Will I be able to? Can I ever explain just how much I treasure them, how I replay our conversations in my head, watching reruns of our times together, how I spend much of my day wishing I could pick up the phone and just hear their voices, how I wish I could be a little more like them, a little braver, a little better, a little sweeter?

I have been so blessed to know some of the most amazing people in the world, yet most of the time, I just feel a little stunned by their beauty; I get a little shell shocked, I guess, and I don’t think I’ve ever said just how much I love them.

These are the thoughts pouring through my mind as Christmas comes again.

You know who you are, and I hope that each of you read this, and understand that my silence is a hush of wonder at everything you are, have been and will be. I love you deeply, so much that I wish I could be with you, just soaking up your laughter, sharing your days, seeing life through your eyes.

I get to do that with a few of you, but not at all with most of you. I miss you, I think about you, and I hope you know just how amazing you are. Amazing enough that each Christmas would bring you diamonds from me, if I could, or maybe, just someone to cook and clean for you for a day so you could tour the world.

I have such crazy dreams about all the things I wish I could do for you, and one day, I will. Till then, I’m over here in my little corner, silently and lovingly missing you.

to blog again?  I think not. Heh.

Right now I am:

Happy – that Obama won the US election

Sad – that Dulce is no longer on Skype

Keen – to have tomorrow done with

Missing – darling Fee

Excited – about Tracie coming for a visit

Eager – to party with Premo

Angry – that Vince hasn’t called me

Glad – that Priya came home

Stoked – about 3 Starbucks coffee’s in 24 hours

Close – to my two men

A full gemini life ay?

Here are the pics that I saved up for you, in no particular order.