There have been so many times this year I’ve wished I was anywhere other than at home. I’ve wanted to get away to a warm place where I could forget all my cares and sadness. But, of course, Covid and my compromised immune system have eliminated all travel for me.
I’ve been coping with a wave of emotions. I’ve had moments like in “The Shining” where I’ve typed the same thing repeatedly, unable to come up with a creative idea due to boredom. I’ve been overjoyed by the smallest things just like Buddy in “Elf.” when I received cards, calls and gifts. I’ve experienced grief like at the end of “The Best Man Holiday” and The Family Stone.” I’ve felt like a hopeless romantic while watching movies like “While You Were Sleeping” and “The Holiday.” I’ve felt hope and spiritual renewal like the characters in “The Preacher”s Wife.” And, I’ve experienced childlike glee when I decorated my house and picked out presents like I do when I watch holidays classic like “Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer.”
I may not actually be free to roam or visit others like I’d prefer this holiday. But, I do escape through my writing, my prayers and fantasizing while looking at vacation packages online. It’s the same release I felt when I saw the sweater I’m wearing for day 23 of my Christmas countdown. It’s Santa riding a surf board in rough seas while Christmas items swirl around him. Like him, I’m going with the flow because sometimes that’s all you can do.
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