Yes... it has been ages since I last wrote an entry. Oh dear. Well, if ANYBODY is still ready this - well done for persevering, and I am sorry I have been so lazy!! I promise I am going to write more...
Well, where to begin. Life has been moving on of course, as it generally does! Let's begin with Christmas.
Christmas was just lovely. Fi hasn't had a proper Christmas at home for a while, so it was a real treat. We spent Christmas eve with Fi's Dad in Anstruther and had a very relaxing day enjoy each other's company, Christmas eve telly, and good food! After the midnight service we went back to mum's for mulled wine and mince pies. Ahhh... can't beat that for a proper Christmas eve!
Christmas day saw us at church in the morning, then back to mum's for a day of presents, fabulous food, conversation, and of course, the obligatory Doctor Who Christmas Day Episode. Again, ahhh... can't beat that for a proper Christmas!
It truly was lovely and we felt thoroughly relaxed. The next day - Boxing Day, we spent a small amount of time at the home of one of my childhood friend's parents.
Christmas felt like a rush of warm, comforting air. the only thing we missed was Fi's brothers. One is in Kent, England and the other promised to spend Christmas in the south of England with his girlfriend at her dad's house. I have fantastic brothers and I did miss them, but it's good to see them living their lives out.
On the evening of Boxing Day my dad drove us back through to Edinburgh and we started to pack for our trip to Barcelona! Now, here's the weird bit: I was really upset at having to get on a plane so soon after Christmas. 'Why'? You might ask... 'you were off on a lovely holiday with your hubby'... The thing is, that for 8 years, every Christmas season in Scotland has been marked by the fact that I had to leave to head back across the ocean. Every Christmas for 8 years has been marked by another set of 'farewells'. Packing and getting ready for a plane ride brought all of that flooding back! It was so strange - yet healing. It was healing to know that this time I get to come home to my family and friends.
Now, of course, it's all reversed. We'll be saying goodbye to our American friends and family over and over again - and that will be hard.
For now, though, I must rejoice in the fact that I am near my family and old friends. And that is good too.
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