Our family is rather secular, the holidays aren't, to us, a time of dogma or debate about which coffee shop has the most festive cup. To us, it's simply an excuse to gather. Despite feeling harried and fretting over what might be the perfect gift, we have come to realize, at least philosophically, the best gift to share is time.
The first night of Chanukah, we gathered one and all at a relative of Daddy's, there were candles, dreidels, laughter and food. We exchanged stories as often as gifts were passed around. The evening ended a little early, or we were simply too wired from sugar, Daddy decided to take a drive around to look at holiday lights.
Playfully, we "judged" homes in our neighborhood, who did the most tasteful design, who's home looked silly, or over-done. There's one house around the corner from us that's completely over the top. If it blows up, lights up, twinkles, plays music and sparkles, it's in their yard with little order to it. Still each time we drive passed we notice something different. It's like a where's Waldo.
Sadly the outside of our home remains dark, well save for the lights that are always on at night. It's not high on our priority list. Inside our home, mouse has pared back the decorations. The stairs are decorated with garland snd twinkle lights. Daddy said we'll only have a real tree or none at all, he loves the smell of a fresh tree. The mantel is decorated with stockings, one for each member of our family.
Daddy has stepped up his maintenance of mouse and loses no opportunity to objectify her while we're alone together. It's really the place where mouse has into and feels the most comfortable. Yet, as it's written out, mouse finds it possibly sounds odd. Maybe not. Yet, when he takes her from behind, it makes her tremble and when he tells her that he doesn't care in the least if she orgasms or not, it actually makes feel satisfied and content. He gives her purpose and stilled the thoughts of what others think a relationship should be about.
Maybe things have happened while the blog was silent? Or maybe it's just us moving forward, evolving and finding peace.