Wednesday, December 23, 2009

A Dram, A Dram, Whit I wid Gie fer a Dram

As Christmas Day fast approaches I find myself skint, haggard, and unable to think straight. I literally have $1 left to last the week! But, you know what? I am still happy. My wee Princess is with me for Christmas Eve this year and I've got it on very good authority that the other Big Yin, Santa not Billy Connolly, will be making a special stop at my place on his way to Scotland.

This time of year brings out the best and the worst in folk. What I encounter and deal with at my work is an unending parade of the worst you can imagine from theft of gifts to robbery, from domestic violence to suicide, each encounter a microcosm of the evils we inflict on others and ourselves. However, when I am at home I am surrounded by the best of this season. Despite the pending divorce, I wish my ex no ill will. In fact, I hope she has a safe and happy Christmas with the wee Princess as they travel to her parents for the holiday. My new relationship is also growing well and I am lucky to share this season with them as they enjoy their family holiday. Which brings me back to the wee Princess. She is growing so quickly and I fear if I should blink I might miss it. She was barely walking just yesterday, or so it seems, and today she out ran me in tragically public fashion during a game of tag in the park (PS: 71F degrees and breezy today for those of you up north or back home in Scotland). She wants to learn how to drive, put on make up, and get a cell phone. (Maybe later, okay- a little, and NO WAY! respectively)

As for all else, I miss Mum, I miss my sisters, I really miss Dad and I miss my home. No matter where I go or what I have done I always miss my family and my heart misses my Scotland. For me the two are inseparable just as they two are an inseparable part of who I am and who will be.

So on this, the last mad hours of the Christmas rush, just take a moment to yourself. Sit with your thoughts and remember, "Thur's aye yins worse aff than yoo, the kirk yard is fu' o' them", and truly count your blessings. For me it is family, health, dependable employment, and the never ending blessing of being Scottish!

Happy Christmas To All

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