Lauren’s photo of a humiliated (if festive) Fiona…
Remember the scene in the movie The Grinch when he cries with happiness and reaches up with a hairy green hand to feel the tears on his face with surprise and wonder? Then he calls his dog and says, “Come here Max, I LOVE YA!” When the dog gets too rambunctious, the Grinch (new to feelings of love and tenderness) says, “That’s ENOUGH!”
Is it weird I relate to that scene? Is it weird the Grinch reminds me of me?
The other day I was decorating the cabin – wrapping bannisters; artfully placing sprigs of pine; listening to the cheesy Holiday Instrumentals channel; sipping a chilled gassy water and cranberry. The candles were lit, a fire in the fireplace glowed and I suddenly felt a strange feeling (remember when the Grinch’s heart grew three sizes?). It was a welling up and a fullness I haven’t felt in a while… I think what I was feeling is HAPPINESS…
Lauren says this is her favorite photo of me – the REAL me, taken when I wasn’t posing…
That is not to say I have become sappy. That is an axe in my hand in the photograph above. But I can tell you this: I am on a journey toward something wonderful and I am ready for it.
Who knows? When my children are gathered around and the singing is done, I may even carve the Christmas roast beast. Just like the Grinch *…
Today I’m not drinking because I’m cuddling Fiona (for a minute)…
How come you’re not drinking?
*I am kind of amazed by how snarky this old post sounds, but I left it as it was because it is interesting (to me) to see how I have changed and perhaps softened…
