Christmas is steeping deep into my world here...I went out this afternoon to pick up my cleaning and their radio was playing Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer...the Vietnamese sandwich shop was decorated with little lights all over their inflatable palm trees.
Christmas last year, if you go to my previous blog, was a miserable event--saying goodbye to Bess as she and I made the trip to Fresno, living with an ogre--and this year is complete contrast, although not the fantasy Christmas that I wished for last year. My roommate left for L.A. Friday after work and after we shared some interesting music choices on Thursday. FG found out that I was going to be alone for the weekend and asked to spend the night last night.
Yep, you can go there.
We dined, we talked, we told each other of our worlds and our ancestry...mine in the rural Midwest, and his in the lineage of coffee plantations of El Salvador. We took all precautions and enjoyed each other's company with no expectation of the morning. My pleasure came not so much in the surface pleasure but in having someone there...the best part of the evening for me was relaxing on the couch and hearing him talk of his childhood, his trip to El Salvador last year, to hear him talk about eating papusas with his hands. I could see passion dawn in his face as he talked about a meal that he and 5 of his friends ate along the warm Pacific. I could see tenderness return to him for a brief pause as he listened to my explanation of why I love him but am not in love with him. I could feel an inhalation of peace in the deep part of the night as he snored. Peace for him, peace for me.
It's not primarily physical. It's not ideal. It's not marriage, or leading to it. HUMANITY. For a night, I got company. He got company that simply listened. And this morning I sent him on his way with a quick kiss and a smile and walked down to 9th to drop off my cleaning.
Tomorrow afternoon MS and Serena are picking me up for Christmas dinner in Livermore at Fire + Ice Grill and our gift exchange...I'm working on Christmas Eve, and then it's eggnog and Christmas movies and sleeping in on Tuesday morning.
Merry Christmas, kiss in gifts. Peace is on earth. I am alone and rich in foraged friendships. God bless you, dear reader, and bring you peace.
1 comment:
There is a LOT to be said for HUMANITY. My Christmas Eve this year was very similar. Nice.
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