When I worry, and I can’t sleep, I count my blessings instead of sheep…

It’s been a rocky few days. I had my traditional Christmas eve cry today. Good things and hard ones. My folks are having a hard time with Misty. My dad only knows about her boy side, but mum knows both, and we’ve had some really great conversations about Misty and who we are to each other. It’s serious to me. I want to celebrate my happiness and love for her/him with my family. The hardest thing for them is his/her marriage. It’s been a hard sell, and I’ve taken a fuck load of judgement about it.

I listened to the Pogues today, so I felt the full on Christmas spirit. Post cry, which was good.

I talked to her/him briefly today… I’ve felt antsy not being able to the last few days. I was sad things didn’t come together so I could drop off her/his present.

I’m excited for tomorrow with my peeps!!

Merry Christmas… *hugs*