Sunday is slowly fading away......
Outside the cold is ready for tie us up for another night...I think of the people who don’t have a shelter.....those who sleep underneath the bridges or tucked in some temporary, barely covered place.....those who didn’t eat last night nor this morning or at lunch and will not have a dinner too...
Those who live at the edge of our society, for whatever reason they might end up there....
I am here in my place, its small but al least I am warm...i am eating alone but at least I have something in my plate.....i am here and I seem to be forgotten by the whole world.....but I know its not true...
They are the ones who really don’t have anybody...
My friend Maria called me earlier and invited me and my daughter to spend Xmas day at her home with her little one.....we are going to have brunch, after opening the presents, and then we will go to watch “The Golden Compass”..
It’s a pretty precious Xmas day, don’t you think?
I remember last year...i was alone without my daughter ...alone without my family...
Xmas can be a cruel season....
So I spent my day here at SC.....and I learned to know better some of my dearest friends during that time.....Jenna (who dedicated a wonderful post to me....read here), Secret, Mamie, Lioneljay (who has been the best Santa ever at my first SC Xmas party...), Moon, who exactly one year ago answered to a comment I wrote about pretty toe nails, foot massage and Pablo Neruda in Creative Woman’s post, Kruu who also was alone in a foreign land...and so many others....so many.......
They made me feel less lonely and appreciated........ thanks again......:-)
I thought that this year Xmas would have come without adding any scars in my heart....i was so wrong....
Because I think Xmas is not a season....its a state of mind.....it is the place where we go when we don’t have a home and around us people live in warm, cozy, filled with laughter homes.....and we end up feeling lonely despite everything.
Last year I was sad because my daughter was spending her first Xmas without me after 11 years.....and it has been though.....if you are divorced and have kids you know what I mean......its hard to let them go......its hard not be there with them opening the presents and seeing their smiles...
I survived.
This year I am in a better place......i fought against my depression with all my might during the whole year
I survived again.
But I see that my road is not down hills yet......i am afraid I am not even half way from my destination...
I feel spaced out...
I didn’t even add all my usual decorations for the house and for our Xmas tree.....half of them are still in their boxes...my daughter thinks the tree is really pretty ....so it will stay this way....
i still have to put outside the balcony our Xmas lights...i dont think I will have the time since I don’t have the motivation....
I listen to these beautiful Xmas songs, I watch these Xmas commercials and the movies where the family gather around and hug each other....and I think.......will I ever have another Xmas with my home filled with voices and laughter, and friends coming over and the smell of cinnamon and chocolate cookies?
How long will I have to wait?
Will I be kissed again under the mistletoe?
All of you, one by one, have a beautiful Xmas....



