This was not my usual Christmas.
But my family skyped to include me in present opening, my brother draped a laptop with ribbon in my honor, and my parents had shipped me some of my presents.
My lover and partner in crime and dear boyfriend Fuzzy, made sure I knew throughout the day how well loved I was, and our friend Bardic of the SCA drove 3 hours to keep me company because “No one should be alone on Christmas day.”
We watched scifi and made babka and in general had a blast.
My ladylover, MusicBox, also made sure to ping me and let me know I am thought of and well loved.
I don’t know how I got this lucky in my life, but I am. It may not of been Christmas like I hoped, but damn, it was a fucking wonderful Christmas.
My heart may just fly out of my damn chest. I am loved. I love.