It’s that time of year. A time when I yearn for home – not the home I grew up in, but the home I never had.
Christmas is a difficult time. I love the idea of it, the reality was different. Christmas and Boxing days were two in the year when nothing too bad happened, there were too many other people around, but the fear of payback once the days were over was ever present. Ever present and usually accurate.
I don’t wish for those childhood times again, but I do yearn for the childhood I never had.
This year for the first time I am hosting Christmas with my husband and his family. I am excited to have the opportunity to begin some new traditions, to make our own Christmas.
I will never have the childhood I long for but maybe I can make a future that is everything I want it to be 🙂